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Scraps of clothing, Dna-grain husks, burnt-out embers from the fire they had lit in the center of the room, and myriad unnameable bits of flotsam littered the floor or floated like foundered boats in the water. The Yan Koryani had been anything but neat. The daises where its builders had sat to dine rose like little terrace-fields out of the water and the mess the foe had left behind. The hall was not large: a room perhaps eight man-heights long, six across, and three high. Trinesh hiKetkolel pulled off his helmet and looked around.

It was now empty, save for the bodies of the foeвЂ™s nameless dead, and for the ashen rivulets that trickled down through the time-blackened roofbeams to mingle with the scarlet pools upon the flagging. The victors, soldiers of the Tsolyani Legion of the Storm of Fire, pushed on into the main hall. They had taken Fortress NinuвЂ™ur just after sunset, and the rain stopped miraculously just in time to coincide with their shouts of victory-and with the dying cries of the last Yan Koryani defenders in the snag-toothed keep.

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Today the skies had poured down water from dawn to dusk, and the last assault over the battlements had been conducted in a gray torrent that turned both friend and foe into misty shadows who slipped and skidded, cursed and struggled, and then died, upon the red-washed mud-brick wallwalks. YesterdayвЂ™s heat had given way to pouring rain, the sort of sudden autumn storm that flooded valleys, caused landslides, cut roads, and drowned anything foolish enough to dwell in the ravines and gulches of this awful land. The hall was cold, damp yet still redolent of the dry, dusty scents,of the desert. WOLLHEIM, PUBLISHER 1633 Broadway, New York, NY 10019