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which did melt was soon replaced by another fall.

To Corum there was a hint of something ominous in this
unexpected weather. They were snug enough in their castle
and had no lack of provisions and sometimes a sky ship
would bring a visitor from one of the other newly rebuilt
castles. The recently settled Vadhagh had not given up
their ships of the air when they had left Gwlas-cor-Gwrys.
Thus there was no danger of losing contact with the outside
world. But still Corum fretted and Jhary watched him with
a certain amusement, while Rhalina took his state of mind
more seriously and was careful to soothe him whenever
possible, for she thought he brooded on Glandyth again.

One day Corum and Jhary stood on the balcony of a tall
tower and looked inland at the wide expanse of whiteness.

"Why should I be troubled by the weather?" Corum
asked Jhary. "I suspect the hand of gods in everything,
these days. Why should gods bother to make it snow?"

Jhary shrugged. "You'll remember that under Law the
world was said to be round. Perhaps it is round now, again,
and the result of this roundness is a change in the weather
you may expect in these parts."

Corum shook his head in puzzlement, hardly hearing
Jhary's words. He leaned on a snowy parapet, blinking in
the snow's glare. Far away there was a line of hills, as white

as everything else in that landscape. He looked toward the
hills. "When Bwydyth-a-Horn came visiting last week he
said that it was the same over the whole land of Bro-an-
Vadhagh. One cannot help but seek significance in so
strange an event." He sniffed the cold, clean air. "Yet why


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should Chaos send a little snow, since it inconveniences no
one."

"It might Inconvenience the fanners of Lywm-an-Esh,"
Jhary said.

"TrueтАФbut Lywm-an-Esh has not had this especially
heavy snowfall. It was as if something sought toтАФto freeze
usтАФto paralyze us ..."