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Dragonlance -- Margaret Weis And Tracy Hickman (Eds.) - Tales I, Vol. Ii - Kender, Gully Dwarves, And Gnomes
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. His head was beginning to clear a little, and he
realized suddenly, when he tried to move, that his hands
were tied behind his back. Fear shot through his muzzy
brain, its cold surge blowing away the mists of the dwarf
spirits. He couldn't feel his feet, and he dimly knew that
cords tied around his ankles had cut off his circulation.
Gritting his teeth, he shifted his position slightly and
wiggled his toes inside his soft leather boots, wincing as he
felt the tingling of returning blood.
He was lying on a wooden plank, he noticed, feeling it
beneath him with his hands. And there was a peculiar
motion to the plank, it was rocking back and forth in a
manner most unsettling to Palin's aching head and churning
stomach. There were strange noises and smells, too - wood
creaking, an odd whooshing and gurgling, and, every so
often, a tremendous roaring and thudding and flapping
above his head that sounded like a stampede of horses or,
Palin thought with a catch in his throat, his father's
description of attacking dragons. Cautiously, the young
mage opened his eyes. Almost instantly, he shut them
again. Sunlight streaming through a small, round window
pierced his brain like an arrow, sending white-hot pain
bouncing around the backs of his eyeballs
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