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underrealm, as though peering underwater, to speak with her. But who can say
how long it will take@ what that will turn out to be in your time? We do have
to earn a living. And I'm not sure how many clients will want us to be
passing this way.
Awwwwwwk@k-k. Safe now! crowed Ed, Jael's Ed, fluttering out from her
kuutekka. Mountain realm safe!
At chuckled. Maybe so. But I can't help noticing that every time we come
this way, we end up limping back home to the repair docks.
Ed cackled. Good for business-hawwww!
Jael smiled, knowing that there was no real answer to At's concerns.
Maybe you can persuade Kan-Kon to visit.
Starchime tells me that they're almost ready to bring Hodakai here-as soon as
they tighten the transport spell just a little more.
They're being very careful.
More careful than FullSky was when he brought you here, it sounds like, said
At.
Jael nodded. Of course, the situation was different now; they could take all
the time they needed. And the truth was that even the draconae were
astonished at some of the things that FullSky had managed to do, all while a
prisoner in Tar-skel's dungeon. Is Windrush going to help you fly out, when
the time comes?
Haww, yes! cried the parrot in the ship's net.
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He said he'd fly us right up to the singularity and fling us through, if that
was what we wanted, At said. Not exactly in those words, I
guess. But yes-he'll see us off. Here he is now.
At pointed off into the shimmering, glassy distance of the underrealm.
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The dragon was approaching, his kuutekka glowing silver.
Windrush! Jael called. How is the new garden coming?
The dragon emitted a happy tongue of fire that shone like a dancing ghost in
the underweb of the Mountain. I've found a spot, and
Starchime is almost ready to sing it into being with me. It will be a good
place to raise ... younglings, I think.
I may have to ask the ifflings to ask the sweepers if they would come create
some sculptures for me.
Highwing's spot? Jael asked softly.
The dragon's eyes glowed brightly. Just downstream it. I wanted to leave his
old garden alone for now-the spot where it was, I mean. I
don't want to intrude. After all, it wouldn't surprise me if his spirit still
visited there from time to time. Windrush paused thoughtfully. Even now, I
often feel as though he is still with me, somehow.
Perhaps it was Jael's imagination, or perhaps it was just the fluttering of Ed
in her thoughts, but she could have sworn she felt a silent whispering
presence pass by her, like a breeze stirring a curtain in a window. And a
moment later, she was absolutely certain she heard a voice say, very softly,
(Of course I am with you@ll of You.
I have never left, and never will.) And she felt the presence moving again,
and realized that Ed-her Ed-had cocked his head at her, as though listening
for something.
Well, she said to Windrush, and saw a similar expression on his face.
His eyes, even in their kuutekka form, glowed bright and emerald and deep as a
clearcrystal sea, and she knew that he had heard the same voice.
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Somehow I don't think you have to worry about intruding, she said to
Windrush. With a wink at At, she added, Why don't you go sing that garden
into being, and take At with you to see it happen?
Windrush nodded and puffed another bright flame. I would be Pleased if you
would come join us, he said. AndEd! squawked At's parrot.
Don't forget Edi Not in an age! the dragon chuckled. And we'll see that the
draconae don't forget you, either. Would you like to be remembered in a song,
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