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. They stood un-moving, though he
could feel the wind from the sea blowing strong upon his face. It
was said that even the terrible hurricanes of the Cataclysm had not
caused a leaf to flutter in the Shoikan Grove, though no other tree
in the city remained standing. A chill darkness flowed among the
trunks of the oaks, reaching out snaking tendrils of icy fog that
slithered along the paved courtyard before the gates, writhing
about the ankles of those who stood there.
Shivering with cold and a fear he could not control, a fear fed
by the trees, Palin looked at his father with new respect. Driven by
love for his twin, Caramon had dared enter the Shoikan Grove, and
had very nearly paid for his love with his life.
He must be thinking of that, Palin thought, for his father's face
was pale and grim. Beads of sweat stood upon his forehead. "Let's
get out of here," Caramon said harshly, his eyes carefully avoiding
the sight of the cursed trees. "Go inside, or something. . . ."
"Very well," replied Dalamar. Though his face was hidden once
again by the shadows of his hood, Palin had the impression the
dark elf was smiling. "Although there is no hurry. We must wait
until nightfall, when both the silver moon, Solinari, beloved of
Pala-dine, the black moon, Nuitari, favored by the Dark Queen,
and Lunitari, the red moon of Gilean, are in the sky together.
Raistlin will draw upon the black moon for his power
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