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. "The timing would have been right. It was only a rumor,
though. I couldn't get anyone to provide details. So I was never certain.
But I dreamed of it being true. I wanted it to be true. I hoped to find some
tunnel that would bring me to this place. I wanted to sneak in and walk the
Pattern and have the shadows unfold before me. But I was afraid, too,
because I knew that if I were wrong I would die. Then, when you said what
you said, you answered my dream. But I did not stop being afraid. I am still
afraid. Only now I'm afraid that I won't be strong enough to make it."
That sense of familiarity I had felt when I first met her. . - . . I
suddenly realized that it was a general family resemblance that had caused
it. Her nose and brow reminded me a bit of Fiona, her chin and cheekbones
something of Flora. Her hair and eyes and height and build were her own,
though. But she certainly did not resemble her nominal father or sister.
I thought again of a faintly leering portrait of my grandfather which I
had often studied, in an upstairs hallway, to the west. The lecherous old
bastard really got around. Giving him his due, though, he was a very
goodlooking man. . . .
I sighed and rose to my feet. I laid a hand upon her shoulder.
"Listen, Coral," I said. "All of us were well briefed before we tried
it. I am going to tell you about it before you take another step, and while
I speak you may feel energy flowing from me into you
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