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When Flint looked up again, he spoke not to Keli but to
Tanis.
"If we've any sense at all, we'll make for home
ourselves after we've delivered this lad and his message."
That was not what the half-elf had expected to hear.
"Back to Solace this early in the summer?"
Flint was quiet for a long moment. When he spoke at
last his voice was rough. Almost cold, Keli thought.
"I thought he was dead," Flint said, and Keli knew it
was Tas of whom he spoke. "I really did. I didn't fear it.
Fear still allows you to slip hope in behind it. I thought he
was dead from the minute I saw my mark 6n that rock, and I
didn't expect to find anything else.
"It is a bad thing to be without hope." He cleared his
throat softly and went on. "And Caramon. When he didn't
come up from the lake, when Sturm had to dive to find him,
I thought, between the first time and the last, that he was
dead, too."
Keli felt that fear, and heard it in the dwarf's voice. His
eyes were not so hard now, his expression not nearly as
forbidding as it had been. An odd look graced his rough
features, but Keli could not put a name to it. He'd seen the
look before on his father's face.
Tanis poked up the fire and by its flare Keli saw that he,
too, had thought his friends dead
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