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. "This has something to do with the
ancient gods, doesn't it?" she asked.
Riverwind nodded. "It is the symbol of a goddess, but
her name was lost to the memory of our people as were all
the names of the true gods. I suspect Loreman knows them,
but he will not say."
On first hearing that the charm was a symbol of a strange
goddess, Goldmoon was tempted to reject the gift.
However, if Loreman does not like it, she thought, perhaps
there is some good to it. She slipped the chain over her head
and tucked the amulet into her shirt.
Riverwind, too, let out his held breath and smiled gently
at his princess.
They sat quietly, giving in to their fatigue. Goldmoon's
eyes closed.
The sound of galloping hooves startled Goldmoon
awake. While she slept Riverwind must have tucked her fur
cloak around her. He stood alert, his bow at the ready. But it
was Hollow-sky who rode up, his face flushed with
excitement.
"This must be the right path. It leads to a road like none
I have ever seen before. Hurry, the sun is going down."
Goldmoon and Riverwind mounted up and followed
Hollow-sky down the path he had scouted. About a quarter
of a mile along it suddenly turned into a broad road, at least
ten feet wide and paved with huge, flat stones, work never
seen among the tribes of the plains
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