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Book Information:
Genre: Fantasy
Author: Robin Hobb
Name: FoolтАЩs Errand
Series: Book One of The Tawny Man
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FoolтАЩs Errand
Book One of The Tawny Man
Written by Robin Hobb


Chapter I
CHADE FALLSTAR
Is time the wheel that turns, or the track it leaves behind?
-KELSTAR'S RIDDLE



He came one late, wet spring, and brought the wide world back to my doorstep. I was
thirty-five that year. When I was twenty, I would have considered a man of my current
age to be teetering on the verge of dotage. These days, it seemed neither young nor
old to me, but a suspension between the two. I no longer had the excuse of callow
youth, and I could not yet claim the eccentricities of age. In many ways, I was no
longer sure what I thought of myself. Sometimes it seemed that my life was slowly
disappearing behind me, fading like footprints in the rain, until perhaps I had always
been the quiet man living an unremarkable life in a cottage between the forest and the
sea.
I lay abed that morning, listening to the small sounds that sometimes brought me
peace. The wolf breathed steadily before the softly crackling hearth fire. I quested
toward him with our shared Wit magic, and gently brushed his sleeping thoughts. He
dreamed of running over snow-smooth rolling hills with a pack. For Nighteyes, it was a
dream of silence, cold, and swiftness. Softly I withdrew my touch and left him to his
private peace.