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shape, not as solid as water, yet more so than a beam of light.

Jill raised her hands palm-out and chest-high, then spoke in greetings the magical names of the Lords of
Water, for she thought that this being was one of the elemental kings. Yet as the form thickened within
the pillar of light, she realized that it belonged to an elven woman, familiar-looking at that, with a long
mane of silvery-blond hair and steel-colored eyes.

тАЬDallandra! How didтАФтАЭ Jill was too surprised to say more

Dressed in an elven tunic and a pair of leather trousers, Dallandra seemed almost solid as she stood
hovering over the water in the basin. Jill had never seen her so clearly before. She could pick out the
separate curls and masses of her hair, see the folds of cloth in her tunic, and just make out a pale shard of
landscape behind her, a grassy meadow and a single tree. Round her neck Dallandra was wearing on a
golden chain a single large amethyst carved into some ornamental shapeтАФor so Jill thought of it. Yet
when she spoke, Jill heard her voice only as a thought.

тАЬJill! What are you doing here?тАЭ

тАЬTrying to find out the meaning of the word inside the rose ring. Do you remember it? The one Rhodry
Maelwaedd has.тАЭ

тАЬOf course I do. ThatтАЩs why IтАЩve been looking for you.тАЭ She frowned, staring down at something near
her feet that Jill couldnтАЩt see. тАЬBut I meant, why are you in Bardek?тАЭ

тАЬYou know where I am? How?тАЭ

тАЬI can see your surroundings, and they match what IтАЩve been told about the islands. But please, I donтАЩt
have much time.тАЭ

тАЬWell, it seems that some of the People may have fled south after the Great Burning, and there might be
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some still living far to the south of here. IтАЩve found a map, you see, that shows islands out beyond
Anmurdio, and some histories that indicate there were once elves in Bardek. IтАЩve come to look for
them.тАЭ

Dallandra gasped, and the surprise broke her concentration. Her form began to fade as the pillar of light
changed to a thick pillar of smoke, swirling silver in the moonlight.

тАЬDallandra!тАЭ Without thinking Jill was on her feet and shooting. тАЬDalla! Wait! How did you get here?тАЭ

With one last swirl the pillar seemed to blow away, smoke on the wind, a thickening of moonlight, then
gone.

For a long time Jill sat on the bench, and did some hard thinking. Dallandra was a dweomermaster of
great power who, some hundreds of years earlier, had linked her Wyrd to that of the strange race of
beings known as the Guardians. Jill had last seen her back in the Westlands a thousand miles away and,