Deathgate Cycle 4 by Margaret Weis

Author:Margaret Weis [Weis, Margaret]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2011-03-05T06:00:00+00:00

Ramu gave a sickly chuckle, looked anything but jocular.

“Please, be seated, Brother,” Samah said, gesturing to a chair. “I will go and open the way out. The runes are complex. It takes some time to render them and you appear to be fatigued. No need to stand around waiting. Ramu will remain here to keep you company in my absence.”

Ramu will remain to make certain I don’t spy on you, discover the way out.

Alfred sank down into the chair, placed his hand on the dog’s head, stroked the silky ears. I might be doing more harm than good, he considered, but it seems to me that I have a right to ask.

“Samah,” he called, halting the head of the Council on his way to the far door. “Now that I know the rules of the library, could I have your permission to enter? The mensch are somewhat a hobby of mine, you see. I once did a study on the dwarves of Arianus. I note that you have several texts …”

He knew the answer, saw it in Samah’s eyes.

Alfred’s voice dried up. His mouth opened and closed several times, but nothing more followed.

Samah waited patiently until he was certain Alfred was finished.

“Certainly you may study here, Brother. We would be most happy to make any and all documents relative to your work available to you. But not now.”

“Not now,” Alfred repeated.

“No, I’m afraid not. The Council wants to inspect the library and make certain that no damage was done during the long Sleep. Until we have time to devote to this task, I recommended to the Council that the library be closed. And we must take care that, from now on, no one enters ‘by accident.’ ”

The Councillor turned upon his heel and left, disappearing out the door on the far wall that opened to a spoken sigil, a rune uttered in a voice soft and low. The door shut behind him.

Alfred heard, beyond it, the sound of chanting, but he was unable to distinguish any of the words.

Ramu sat down across from Alfred and began to make friendly overtures to the dog; overtures that were coldly rebuffed.

Alfred’s eyes slid, once more, to the forbidden scroll compartment.

CHAPTER * 17

GARGAN

CHELESTRA

WE ARE HOME. HOME!

I am torn between joy and sadness, for a terrible tragedy occurred while we were gone … But I’ll write down all, everything in its proper time and place.

As I work on this, I’m sitting in my room. Around me are all my dear possessions, just the way I left them. This astonished me beyond words.

Dwarves are very practical-minded about death, unlike two other races I could mention. When a dwarf dies, his family and friends hold a night of mourning for their loss and a day of celebration for the dead one’s gain in now being a part of the One. Following that, all the dwarf’s possessions are distributed among family and friends. His room is cleaned out and another dwarf moves in.

I had assumed that the custom

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