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. The possibility that he would soon
have the sword in his hands made it hard to think. He'd
have to calm down and use his head. There was too much
at stake to blow this. And he'd have to start thinking about
the wish he would make the moment his hand closed on the
sword's hilt. There were so many things he had always
wanted, and now ...
There was no sound in the forest but the rustling of dry
leaves and the cold wind in the bare branches. Beneath the
tree where it rested, the minotaur leaned back, eyes almost
closed, perfectly still except for the gentle rise and fall of
its barrel-sized chest. One of its broad, cupped ears flicked
away a horsefly, then curled back like the other toward the
cave mouth.
*****
They traveled east under a dark sky for the rest of the
day. Behind them were the woods that the kender had
known all his life. The kender was quite excited about the
trip and talked incessantly, though he looked back now and
then, too, and was sometimes silent. Nervously eyeing the
placid minotaur, the goblin marched along quickly to keep
up with everyone else. The elf's spell of charming did
indeed seem to have tamed the huge beast, though the
goblin was careful never to annoy it
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