Or dreamed of him, bringing a dragon back to life. He had a wizard-boy with him. High summer twilight drenched the sky, though midnight was only an hour off. In that blue clarity even the desolation of Cair Dhû seemed beautiful. Jenny had reached the place to find a band of Iceriders camped among the shattered walls, with their scrubby ponies and their dogs, their silent blue-eyed children and low tents of reindeer hide. She had had to wait until night to send spells into their chieftain’s dreams, warning him of terrible disaster coming to that place, and then it had taken them time to drill and shatter the oracle bones, exclaim over the results, break camp, and be on their way. Nothing was left now of the battle John had fought with Centhwevir, save dark stains on the rocks. But there was no other place to start. A wizard-boy. Jenny stood in the place, eyes closed, breathing what had been.
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