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He said quickly, "Good-bye, Father."
Moran's arms remembered what eighteen years could
not erase. He caught Tarli and held him. Tarli kissed his
cheek. Not even the Mask could have kept a few tears from
Moran's eyes.
Tarli dropped back to the ground and, in a gesture
surprisingly like Loraine's, patted his hair back over his
ears. It didn't matter, since his ears - however well they
heard - looked exactly like his father's. He walked to the
door, turned back suddenly.
"Maybe I'll be able to teach the clerics as much as I've
taught the knights."
And he was gone.
Moran, watching from the window as Tarli rode off on
Rakiel's horse, laughed out loud for the first time in many
years. "Maybe you will, Tarli. I know you will!"
The Goblin's Wish
Roger E. Moore
The human carried a broad-headed spear with a
crosspiece mounted behind the spearhead. The crosspiece
would keep a speared boar from running up the shaft and
mauling the hunter, but the human didn't think the
crosspiece would be necessary when the spear ran the
kender through. If the spear went in right, it shouldn't make
any difference what the kender did
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