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Dragonlance -- Margaret Weis And Tracy Hickman (Eds.) - Tales I, Vol. Iii - Love And War
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. There would be no false ransom note to his
father, nothing but bloody revenge for a wrong never
committed.
There was no reasoning with insanity.
The drop to the lake from the rocky ledge was as deep
as a tall man's height. Keli drew in all the air he could and
dove, feet first, into water as cold as a newly melted glacier.
"Go!" Tas yelled to the boy. "Go!"
Keli struck out hard and fast, and Tas overtook him a
moment later, cutting the lake as smoothly as any sleek
otter.
They'd not covered even a quarter of the distance to the
falls when two splashes behind them told them they had not
lost their pursuers.
"Where are your friends?" Keli wailed.
"I don't know!" Tas shouted back. "They're usually
better trackers than this!"
The waning sun twined ribbons of golden fire through
the cascading water and ran along the sheer sides of the far
cliff face as though etching veins of gold and rubies. The
narrow part of the lake was at the western shore. On the
eastern side, the chum of the thundering falls turned the lake
white and deadly.
For a long moment, squinting through the light and the
mist, Tanis forgot to breathe. His breathing was not stilled
by the beauty of the place
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