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. Though the darkness was
thick and all encompassing, Palin saw things within it-he saw a
woman, more beautiful and desirable than any other woman he
had ever seen before in his life. He saw her walk up to his uncle,
he saw his uncle's manacled hands clench. He saw all this, yet all
around him was such darkness as might have been found on the
floor of the deepest ocean. Then Palin understood. The darkness
was in his mind, for he was looking upon Takhisis-the Queen of
Darkness herself.
As he watched, held in place by awe and horror and such
reverence as made him want to kneel before her, Palin saw the
woman change her form. Out of the darkness, out of the sand of
the burning land, rose a dragon. Immense in size, its wing span
covered the land with shadow, its five heads writhed and twisted
upon five necks, its five mouths opened in deafening shrieks of
laughter and of cruel delight.
Palin saw Raistlin's head turn away involuntarily, the golden
eyes close as though unable to face the sight of the creature that
leered above him. Yet the arch-mage fought on, trying to wrench
himself free of the manacles, his arms and wrists torn and bleeding
from the futile effort.
Slowly, delicately, the dragon lifted a claw. With one swift stroke,
she slit open Raistlin's black robes. Then, with almost the same,
delicate movment, she slit open the archmage's body.
Palm gasped and shut his eyes to blot out the dreadful
sight
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