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firedrakeтАЩs jaw drop in astonishment. As usual, he had been out to shock
herтАФand he didnтАЩt fail that often. тАЬPoor Aethon feeds on the sunтАЩs energy,
as well you know. A plasma cluster in his ear might be a little too close for
comfort, but if you let one off in his vicinity, it might be just the tonic he
needs. I would have thought,тАЭ she added reprovingly, тАЬthat youтАЩd have more
sympathy, considering.тАЭ
тАЬJust because the Loremasters think we come from the same branch of the
evolutionary tree,тАЭ Kaz chanted, every tilt of his long, elegant head
expressive of his mockery. тАЬTchaaaa!тАЭ His snort of disgust came out as an
explosive hiss, like escaping steam. тАЬThe Dragonfolk are too damned
cerebral and highly evolved to eat meat, and they have the gall to look down
their snouts at a lowly, primitive carnivore like me. Well, see where their
ridiculous snobbery has got them now!тАЭ
Veldan bit back the blistering retort that sprang to mind. It wouldnтАЩt
discourage him in the least. Besides, she and Kaz had been partners almost
all their lives. She understood why he was so jealous of the Seer of the
DragonfolkтАФand it had nothing to do with AethonтАЩs unique ability to send
his mind wandering through the pathless mists of time to catch tantalizing
glimpses of the futureтАФsometimes vague, but sometimes cruelly clear. Kaz
understood that to be so loosely anchored in time could prove more of a
bane than a blessing. Aethon had scant control over what he
sawтАФsometimes the mists that hid the future would part to reveal the
information he sought, but more often the visions were unconnected, or so
obscure as to be indecipherable. Also, the DragonтАЩs talent isolated him from
others. No one wanted to get close to a creature who might have intimate
knowledge of their futureтАФbad deeds as well as goodтАФnot to mention the
time and circumstances of their death. The converse was also true: Aethon
had learned the hard way to avoid close friendships. Living with the sure but
secret knowledge of the time remaining to a loved one was too much to bear.
Truly, the Seer had paid dearly for his gift. In all their travels, the
Loremasters had never seen such a profoundly lonely creature as the
Dragon.
Though the firedrake had no urge to share the SeerтАЩs gifts, however, Veldan
knew he had been slightly irked by her fondness for the DragonтАФfor while
they had traveled together, she knew she had come closer to Aethon than
most. She also knew that Kaz could not help but envy the DragonтАЩs
splendor. For one thing, Aethon was three times the size of Kazairl, who
only measured about eighteen feet from nose to tail. For another, the
Dragon, at least in better times, shone a lustrous gold, whereas KazтАЩs scales

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held a medley of softly gleaming metallic hues that could be altered at will
to blend in with any surroundings. In truth, Veldan thought her friendтАЩs
subtle, ever-changing coloration far more beautifulтАФbut she had no more
luck convincing Kaz of that than he had in trying to persuade her to get rid
of her mask.
Most important of all, Kaz bitterly envied the Dragon his wingsтАФthose vast,
translucent golden sails, ribbed like batwings and spangled with darker,