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. I stepped
through, but the room was no longer there. Instead, there came a moment of
blurring, and when my senses cleared, I was staring down and outward across
a great distance beneath a heavily overcast sky, a cold wind whipping at my
garments.
I heard an exclamation from Mandor and, a moment later, another from
Jasra-behind me and to the left. The great ice field lay bone-white to my
right, and in the opposite direction a slate-gray sea tossed whitecaps like
serpents in a bucket of milk. Far below, before me, the dark ground simmered
and steamed.
"Ghost!" I cried. "Where are you?"
"Here," came a soft response, and I looked down to behold a tiny ring
of light near the toe of my left boot. Directly ahead and below, the Keep
stood stark in the distance. There were no signs of life outside its walls.
I realized that I must be in the mountains, standing somewhere near the
place where I had held my lengthy colloquy with the old hermit named Dave.
"I wanted you to take us into the citadel within the Keep," I
explained. "Why did you bring us up here?"
"I told you I don't like that place," Ghost answered. "I wanted to give
you a chance to look it over and decide exactly where you wished to be sent
within. That way I can move very fast on the delivery, and not expose myself
overlong to forces I find distressing."
I continued to study the Keep
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