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." Pulling
her close to his chest, he stroked her hair in a gentle,
calming motion.
Suddenly Goldmoon was very much aware of the man's
arms around her. Then, remembering why she was here and
how urgent it was that she convince Riverwind of the reality
of her gods, she sprang away from him.
"The hall!" she cried. "We must get inside and hold the
ceremony quickly before the doors close!"
As though mocking her attempts, the first ray of
sunlight shot over the horizon, striking the doorway. The
huge stone doors began closing on their own, scraping and
rumbling against the stone platform beneath them.
"Hurry!" Goldmoon insisted, tugging Riverwind. With
his injured knee, Riverwind had to lean on her to make it
through the rapidly narrowing portal.
As they slipped through the opening, it closed with a
thunderclap. Beneath the deafening echo, Goldmoon heard
Riverwind gasp in pain. "Are you all right?" she asked.
"My injuries are minor," he answered curtly. "How do
we open the doors again?"
Goldmoon hesitated. "I'm not sure we can. The
ceremony is supposed to be held quickly between the red
moon rising and the sunrise, while the doors stand open."
"You mean you risked being trapped in here?" Riverwind
hissed angrily
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