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Dragonlance -- Margaret Weis And Tracy Hickman (Eds.) - Tales I, Vol. Iii - Love And War
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. Mere shells. Skeletons. It was as if the war
had already been through here. In a sense, he realized,
perhaps it had. Standel would have been stronger, more able
to cope with the shouts, the curses, the looks. Garrick could
not understand why he should live while a better knight
should die so ignominiously. Not for the first time since his
companion's death, he wavered slightly in his belief in the
Measure.
The ground reached for him. Garrick steadied himself and
wiped his brow. To collapse this close, to leave his task
unfinished, would be unforgivable. Paladine would surely
condemn him. He waited for exhaustion to overtake him,
but something held back the final fall. A warmth in his
chest, around his neck. A feeling of guidance and love.
His shaking hand tugged hard on the chain circling his
throat. The medallion given to him so long ago gleamed
despite the lack of any sunshine. On each side of the
medallion were engraved words from the Measure. More
important, the medallion carried the face of Paladine as
known by the Knights of Solamnia.
The pain in his mind eased. Paladine had not
condemned him after all. There was still some purpose to
Garrick's life, some reason the god still watched over him
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