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. In the peace and
total darkness, he began to relax.
He loved his home. It came as near to meeting his high
standards as anything in his life ever had, though it had not
been without cost. Two decades before, when he had come
into 'power, he had chosen the location of its construction
for its seclusion - the third level had not been so popular
then - and for the charcoal-gray hue of the granite in that
part of Thorbardin. For five years a crew of fifty craftsharrn
had chipped and carved the granite to Pitrick's exact specifi-
cations; a sleeping chamber, a small galley, an antechamber
leading into the main room, and several steps above that an
efficient study and laboratory. All furniture - the circular
hearth, his bed, the benches in the central chamber, the desk
and chair in the study, even the support pillars - were pains-
takingly carved from the bedrock left intact, so there were
no lines or joints to mar the fluidity of the space.
Another crew of fifty had spent ten years working their
fingers to the bone, sanding and polishing every inch of
granite so that it looked like marble and felt like glass
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