"This is my fault!" Tas cried, riven by guilt. "If I had gone back to die, like I was supposed to, Palin and Dalamar wouldn"t be dead now."
"I smell smoke," said Conundrum suddenly. He sniffed the air. "Reminds me of home," he stated and went back to his work.
Tas stared bleakly out the window. The Dark Knights had started a bonfire at the base of the Tower, stoking it with dry branches and logs from the cypress forest. The wood crackled. The smoke curled up the stone side of the Tower like some noxious vine. The Knights were building a funeral pyre.
"Conundrum," said Ta.s.slehoff in a quiet voice, "how are you coming with the Device of Time Journeying? Have you fixed it yet?"
"Devices? No time for devices now," Conundrum said importantly. "I have this contraption about fixed."
"Good," said Ta.s.slehoff.
Another Dark Knight came out of the Tower. She had red hair, cropped close to her head, and Ta.s.slehoff recognized her. He"d seen her before, although he couldn"t recall where.
The woman carried a body in her arms, and she moved very slowly and solemnly. At a shouted command from the minotaur, the other Knights halted their work and stood with their heads bowed.
The woman walked slowly to the wagon. Tas tried to see who it was the woman carried, but his view was blocked by the minotaur. The woman lowered the person gently into the wagon. She backed away and Ta.s.slehoff had a clear view.
He"d a.s.sumed that the person was another Dark Knight, maybe one who"d been wounded. He was astonished to see that the person in the wagon was an old, old woman, and Tas knew immediately that the old woman was dead. He felt very sorry and wondered who she was. Some relation of the Dark Knight with the red hair, for she arranged the folds of the woman"s white gown around her and then brushed out with her fingers the woman"s long, flowing, silver-white hair.
"So Goldmoon used to brush out my hair, Gaidar," said the woman.
Her words carried clearly in the still air. Much too clearly, as far as Tas concerned.
"Goldmoon." Tas felt a lump of sadness rise up in his throat. "She is is dead. Caramon, Palin ... Everyone I love is dead. And it"s my fault. I"m the one who dead. Caramon, Palin ... Everyone I love is dead. And it"s my fault. I"m the one who should should be dead." be dead."
The horses drawing the wagon shifted restlessly, as if anxious to leave. Tas glanced back at Conundrum. Only two tiny jewels remained to be stuck on somewhere.
"Why did we come here, Mina?" The minotaur"s booming voice could be heard clearly. "You have captured Solanthus, given the Solamnics a sound spanking and sent them running home to mama. The entire Solamnic nation is yours now. You have done what no one else has been able to do in the entire history of the world-"
"Not quite, Gaidar," Mina corrected him. "We must still take Sanction, and we must take it by the time of the Festival of the Eye."
"The . . . festival?" The minotaur"s forehead wrinkled. "The Festival of the Eye. By my horns, I had almost forgotten that old celebration." He grinned. "You are such a youngling, Mina, I"m surprised you know of it at all. It hasn"t been celebrated since the three moons vanished."
"Goldmoon told me about the festival," said Mina, gently stroking the dead woman"s wrinkled cheek. "That it was held on the night when all three moons-the red, the white, and the black-converged, forming the image of a great staring eye in the heavens. I should like to have seen that sight."
"Among humans, it was a night for riot and revelry, or so I have heard. Among my people, the night was honored and reverenced," Gaidar stated, "for we believed the Eye to be the eye of Sargas, our G.o.d-former G.o.d-former G.o.d," he added hastily, with a sidelong glance at Mina. "Still, what has some old festival to do with capturing Sanction? The three moons are gone, and so is the eye of the G.o.ds." G.o.d," he added hastily, with a sidelong glance at Mina. "Still, what has some old festival to do with capturing Sanction? The three moons are gone, and so is the eye of the G.o.ds."
"There will be a festival, Gaidar," said Mina. "The Festival of the New Eye, the One Eye. We will celebrate the festival in the Temple of Huerzyd."
"But the Temple of Huerzyd is in Sanction," Gaidar protested. "We are on the other side of the continent from Sanction, not to mention the fact that Sanction is firmly in control of the Solamnic Knights. When will the festival occur?"
"At the appointed time," said Mina. "When the totem is a.s.sembled. When the red dragon falls from the skies."
"Ugh," Gaidar grunted. "Then we should be marching to Sanction now and bringing with us an army. Yet we waste our time at this fell place." He cast a glance of enmity at the Tower. "Our march will be further slowed if we must cart along the body of this old woman."
The bonfire roared and crackled. The flames leaped up the stone walls of the Tower, charring them. Smoke swirled about Gaidar, who batted irritably at it, and drifted in through the window. Tas coughed, covered his mouth with his hand.
"I am commanded to bring the body of Goldmoon, princess of the Que-shu, bearer of the blue crystal staff, to Sanction, to the Temple of Huerzyd on the night of the Festival of the New Eye.
There a great miracle will be performed, Gaidar. Our journey will not be slowed. All will move as has been ordered. The One G.o.d will see to that."
Mina raised her hands over the body of Goldmoon and lifted up her voice in prayer. Orangish-yellow light radiated from her hands. Tas tried to look into the light to see what was happening, but the light was like tiny pieces of gla.s.s in his eyes, made them burn and hurt so that he was forced to shut them tight. Even then he could see the glare right through them.
Mina"s praying ceased. The bright light slowly faded. Ta.s.slehoff opened his eyes.
The body of Goldmoon lay enshrined in a sarcophagus of golden amber. Encased in the amber, Goldmoon"s body was once again youthful, beautiful. She wore the white robes she had worn in life. Feathers adorned her hair, that was gold threaded with silver-yet all now held fast in amber.
Tas felt the sick feeling in his stomach rise up into his throat. He choked and clutched the window ledge for support.
"This coffin you"ve created is very grand, Mina," said Gaidar, and the minotaur sounded exasperated, "but what do you plan to do with her? Cart her about as a monument to this One G.o.d? Exhibit her to the populace? We are not clerics. We are soldiers. We have a war too fight."
Mina stared at Gaidar in silence, a silence so large and terrible that it absorbed into itself all sound, all light, s.n.a.t.c.hed away the air they breathed. The awful silence of her fury withered Gaidar, who shrank visibly before it.
"I"m sorry, Mina," he mumbled. "I didn"t mean-"
"Be thankful that I know you, Gaidar," said Mina. "I know that you speak from your heart, without thinking. But someday, you will go too far, and on that day I will no longer be able to protect you. This woman was more than mother to me. All I have done in the name of the One G.o.d, I have done for her."
Mina turned to the sarcophagus, placed her hands upon the amber, and bent near to look at Goldmoon"s calm, still face. "You told me of the G.o.ds who had been but were no more. I went in search of them-for you!"
Mina"s voice trembled. "I brought the One G.o.d to you, . The One G.o.d gave you back your youth and your beauty. I thought you would be pleased. What did I do wrong? I don"t understand." Mina"s hands stroked the amber coffin, as if smoothing out a blanket. She sounded bewildered. "You will change your mind, dear Mother. You will come to understand... ."
"Mina . . ." Gaidar said uneasily, "I"m sorry. I didn"t know. Forgive me."
Mina nodded. She did not turn her head.
Gaidar cleared his throat. "What are your orders concerning the kender?"
"Kender?" Mina repeated, only half-hearing him.
"The kender and the magical artifact. You said they were in the Tower."
Mina lifted her head. Tears glistened on her cheeks. Her face was pale, the amber eyes wide. "The kender." Her lips formed the words, but she did not speak them aloud. She frowned. "Yes, of course, go fetch him. Quickly! Make haste!"
"Do you know where he is, Mina?" Gaidar asked hesitantly. "The Tower is immense, and there are many rooms."
Mina raised her head, looked directly at Tas"s window, looked directly at Tas, and pointed.
"Conundrum," said Ta.s.slehoff in a voice that didn"t sound to him like his own voice but belonged to some altogether different person, a person who was well and truly scared. "We have to get out of here. Now!"
He backed precipitously away from the window.
"There, it"s finished," said Conundrum, proudly displaying the device.
"Are you sure it will work?" Tas asked anxiously. He could hear footsteps on the stairs, or at least he thought he could.
"Or course," Conundrum stated, scowling. "Good as new. By the way, what did it do when it was was new?" new?"
Tas"s heart, which had leaped quite hopefully at the first part of the gnome"s statement, now sank.
How do you know it works if you don"t know what it does?"
Tas demanded. He could quite definitely hear footsteps. "Never mind. Just give it to me. Quickly!"
Palin had wizard-locked the door, but Palin was . . . wasn"t here anymore. Tas guessed that the wizard-lock wasn"t here either. He could hear footsteps and harsh breathing. He pictured the large and heavy minotaur, tromping up all those stairs.
"I thought at first it might be a potato peeler," Conundrum was saying. He gave the device a shake that made the chain rattle. "But it"s a bit small, and there"s no hydraulic lift. Then I thought-"
"It"s a device that sends you traveling through time. That"s what I"m going to do with it, Conundrum," Ta.s.slehoff said. "Journey back through time. I"d take you with me, but I don"t think you"d much like where I"m going, which is back to the Chaos War to be stepped on by a giant. You see, it"s my fault that everyone I love is dead, and if I go back, they won"t be dead. I"ll be dead, but that doesn"t matter because I"m already dead-"
"Cheese grater," said Conundrum, regarding the device thoughtfully. "Or it could be, with a few modifications, a meat grinder, maybe, and a-"
"Never mind," said Ta.s.slehoff, and he drew in a deep breath to give himself courage. "Just hand me the device. Thank you for fixing it. I hate to leave you here in the Tower of High Sorcery with an angry minotaur and the Dark Knights, but once I"m stepped on, they might not be here anymore. Would you please hand me the device?"
The footsteps had stopped, but not the harsh breathing. The stairs were steep and treacherous. The minotaur had been forced to halt his climb to catch his breath.
"Combination fishing rod and shoe tree?" guessed the gnome.
The minotaur"s footsteps started again.
Tas gave up. One could be polite for only so long. Especially to a gnome. Tas made a grab for the device. "Give it to me!"
"You"re not going to break it again?" Conundrum asked, holding it just out of the kender"s reach.
"I"m not going to break it!" Ta.s.slehoff said firmly. With a another lunge, he succeeded in nabbing the device and wrenched it out of the gnome"s hand. "If you"ll watch closely, I"ll show you how it works. I hope," he muttered to himself.
Holding the device, Tas said a little prayer in his heart. "I know you can"t hear me, Fizban ... Or maybe you can but you"re so disappointed in me that you don"t want to hear me. I"m truly sorry. Truly, truly sorry." Tears crept into his eyes. "I never meant to cause all this trouble. I only wanted to speak at Caramon"s funeral, to tell everyone what a good friend he was to me. I never meant for this to happen. Never! So, if you"ll help me just once to go back to die, I"ll stay dead. I promise."
"It"s not doing anything," Conundrum grumbled. "Are you sure it"s plugged in?"
Hearing the footsteps growing louder and louder, Tas held the device over his head.
"Words to the spell. I have to say the words to the spell. I know the words," the kender said, gulping. "It goes ... It goes ... Thy time is thine ... Around it you journey ... No, that can"t be right. Travel. Around it you travel. . . and something, something expanses . . ."
The footsteps were so close now that he could feel the floor shake.
Sweat beaded on the kender"s forehead. He gulped again and looked at the device, as if it might help him. When it didn"t, he shook it.
"Now I see how it got broken in the first place," said Conundrum severely. "Is this going to take long? I think hear someone coming."
"Grasp firmly the beginning and you"ll end up at the end. No, that"s wrong," Tas said miserably. "All of it"s wrong. I can"t remember the words! What"s the matter with me? I used to know it by heart. I could recite it standing on my head. I know because Fizban made me do it."
There came a thundering crash on the door, as of a heavy minotaur shoulder bashing into it.
Tas shut his eyes, so that he wouldn"t hear what was going on outside the door. "Fizban made me say the spell standing on my head backwards. It was a bright, sunny day. We were in a green meadow, and the sky was blue with these little puffy white clouds, and the birds were singing, and so was Fizban until I asked him politely not to...."
Another resounding crash and a sound of wood splintering.
Thy time is thy own.
Though across it you travel.
Its expanses you see.
Whirling across forever.
Obstruct not its flow.
Grasp firmly the end and the beginning.
Turn them forward upon themselves.
All that is loose shall be secure Destiny be over your own head.
The words flooded Ta.s.slehoff"s being, as warm and bright as the sunshine on that spring day. He didn"t know where they came from, and he didn"t stick around to ask.
The device began to glow brightly, jewels gleaming.
The last sensation Tas felt was that of a hand clutching his. The last sound Tas heard was Conundrum"s voice, crying out in panic, "Wait! There"s a screw loose-"
And then all sound and sensation was lost in the wonderful and exciting rushing-wind noise of the magic.
3.
Punishment for Failure.
The kender is gone, Mina," Gaidar reported, emerging from the Tower.
"Gone?" Mina turned away from the amber coffin that held the body of Goldmoon to stare at the minotaur. "What do you mean? That"s impossible? How could he escape - "
Mina gave a cry of anguish. Doubling over in wrenching pain, she sank to her knees, her arms clasped around her, her nails digging into her bare flesh in transports of agony.
"Mina!" Gaidar cried in alarm. He hovered over her, helpless, baffled. "What has happened? Are you wounded? Tell me!"
Mina moaned and writhed upon the ground, unable to answer.
Gaidar glared around at her Knights. "You were supposed to be guarding her! What enemy has done this?"
"I swear, Gaidar!" cried one. "No one came near her - "
Mina," said Gaidar, bending over her, "tell me where you are hurt!
Shuddering, in answer, she placed her hand on the black hauberk she wore, placed her hand over her heart.