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pleasure of berating him, he went and did something right.



Evandar lounged upon a hilltop that overlooked the remains of a formal garden, roses gone wild and
tangled, hedges sending long green fingers into the air, muddy walks cracking. The plan of squares and
half circles stretched out skewed, as well, as if the right half had shrunk and the left grown along the
diagonal.

тАЬIt looks squashed,тАЭ he remarked to Dallandra. тАЬAs if a giant had fallen against it.тАЭ

тАЬI see what you mean. Is this the garden you showed me when first I came here?тАЭ

тАЬIt is, yes, but now itтАЩs spoilt. And the house, the splendid rooms I made for youтАФtheyтАЩve all gone
away, too, turned into air and blown far, far away. It always happens. I try to build as once your people
built, but never does a stone or stick last me out.тАЭ

тАЬThis world was meant for flux, not forms. If only youтАЩd come be born into my world . . . тАЭ

тАЬShanтАЩt!тАЭ He tossed his head in irritation. тАЬDonтАЩt speak of it.тАЭ

She knew his moods and let the subject drop.

тАЬI found a marvel, Dalla. The islands of which your friend spoke? TheyтАЩve rebuilt Rinbaladelan there, but
itтАЩs a poor thing, all small and flimsy, wood where once stood stone.тАЭ

тАЬYou found them? You didnтАЩt tell me that!тАЭ

He shrugged, then rose, standing for a moment to frown at the ruined garden. Twilight gathered purple in
the sky and dropped shadows round him like rain. Wind ruffled his yellow hair with a flash of palpable
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light. At moments like these Dalla found herself wondering who or what he might be, and where they
might be, as well, if perhaps even sheтАЩd died and all this bright country was only an illusion of life built of
memory and longing. It seemed that her very wondering threatened to destroy the world round her. The
hill upon which they stood dissolved and began to float away in tendrils of mist, while the garden below
became only a pile of weeds and sticks. Evandar grew as thin as a shadow himself, a colored shadow
cast upon empty air. Her heart thudded in her throat.

тАЬDonтАЩt go!тАЭ The words seemed torn out of her. тАЬI love you.тАЭ

All at once he stood solidly in front of her, and the hands that caught her shoulders, the mouth that
caught her own, were warm and substantial. He kissed her again, his mouth all hunger, his hands pulling
her tight against him. Together they sank to their knees, then lay down, clasped in each otherтАЩs arms. She
lost all awareness of her body, if indeed it were anything more than a mere image or form of a body, yet
she could feel him, twined round, feel the energy pulsing from him as tangible as flesh, feel the power
flowing from her own essence as well to mingle with his, while they shared an ecstasy more intense than