The gates drifted closer together, pushing back Machin Shin as if the Black Wind had solid substance. What in the Light could have done that? What not in the Light? Before he had walked into a room where a family had had their supper and their laughter cut off. Tell me what you know. My Lord, I was sent to tell you.
It was another room with all the original furnishings gone, replaced by folding screens and a single chair facing a tall round cabinet. Carn's dead, Captain. She says there are worlds where it is time rather than distance that changes. Thom, I have so much to tell you.
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