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I wanted to argue, fight, run. But inside my head the voice said,
"Some die old, content with their wisdom. Some die young with
silly dreams in their heads. I come for them all."
I clutched at the tooth; it was supposed to change my life. And
it did. I had leaned too far over the side, and when the boat rocked
from the waves, the weight of the tooth around my neck sent me
plummeting overboard.
It was then that I saw the bright, blinding light.
Now I see everything. And nothing.
A Stone's Throw Away
Roger E. Moore
The citadel of the Magus sprawled atop the
bleakest peak in all of Krynn. A black thunderhead rose in the sky
above it, raining lightning down on the barren slopes. The small
traces of life and dust that clung to the rocks were buffeted by a
cold and endless wind.
For three centuries, no living mortals traveled closer than
sighting distance of the peak, their journeys and curiosity warned
away by the boiling storm. Lords and kings turned their attention
to other matters;
great wizards investigated less dangerous secrets.
So it was when, upon finding an intruder within the castle, the
citadel's master became at once confounded, enraged, and
fascinated. He ordered his unliving servants to bring the intruder to
his study for questioning, then retired there to await the arrival.
Catching the intruder was no mean feat, since he was quite
skilled at evading pursuit
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