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Dragonlance -- Margaret Weis And Tracy Hickman (Eds.) - Tales I, Vol. Iii - Love And War
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. Barely visible from where she
stood, a glimmer of firelight burst into being far off in
another part of the forest.
Catching a glimpse of it from the comer of his eye,
Caramon shouted. "Raist! There's - a fire! Someone's close
by! You stay wrapped up and . . . and warm. . . . I'll be back
soon!"
The shadow merged with the darkness, then Amberyl
saw the bright glint of armor in the moonlight and heard the
heavy footsteps and labored breathing of the big man
slogging through the snow.
Amberyl smiled. "No, you won't be back very soon, my
friend," she told him silently as he passed right by the tree
where she was hiding. "Not very soon at all."
Waiting until she was certain Caramon was well off on
his pursuit of the elusive blaze that would, she knew, keep
always just beyond his reach, Amberyl drew a deep breath,
said a silent prayer to her god, and crept swiftly through the
sparkling silver snow toward the cave.
Pushing aside the blanket Caramon had strung up in a
pathetic attempt to block out the elements, Amberyl entered
the cave. It was cold, damp, and dark, being lit only by a
fire that sputtered feebly near the doorway to allow for
ventilation. Glancing at it, Amberyl shook her head
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