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PROLOGUE

I VISITED MY WRATH UPON HAPLO THIS DAY. [1] AN UNPLEASANT TASK

Few would believe me, but it grieved me to do what had to be done. It would
have been easier, perhaps, if I did not feel in some part responsible.

When it became clear to me that we Patryns were nearing our time, when we were
almost strong enough to be able to break out of this heinous prison into which
the Sartan hurled us and move once again to take our rightful place as leaders
in the universe, I chose one among us to go forth and learn about the new
worlds.

I chose Haplo. I chose him for his quickness of mind his independence of
thought, his courage, his adaptability to new surroundings. And those, alas,
are the very qualities that have led him to rebel against me. Therefore, I
reiterateтАФin this way I am responsible for what has befallen.

Independence of thought. Necessary, I deemed, when facing the unknown
territories of worlds created by our ancient enemy, the Sartan, and populated
with mensch. [2] It was vital that he be able to react to any situation with
intelligence and skill, vital that he not reveal to anyone on any of these
worlds that we Patryns have broken free of our bonds. He behaved quite
splendidly on two of the three worlds he visited, with a few minor lapses. It
was on the third that he failed not only me but himself.

I caught him just before he would have left to visit the fourth world, the
world of water, Chelestra. He was on board his dragonship, the one he took
from Arianus, preparing to set sail for Death's Gate. He said nothing when he
saw me. He did not appear surprised. It was as if he had been expecting me,
perhaps even waiting for me, though it seemed, from the disorder on board the
ship, that he had been preparing for a hasty departure. Certainly there is
much turmoil within him.

Those who know me would call me a hard man, hard and cruel, but I was bred in
a place far harder, far crueler. I have in my long life seen too much pain,
too much suffering, to be touched by it. But I am not a monster. I am not
sadistic. What I did to Haplo, I did out of necessity. I took no pleasure in
the doing.

Spare the rod and spoil the childтАФan old mensch proverb.

Haplo, believe me when I say I grieve for you this night. But it was for your
own good, my son.

Your own good.

CHAPTER

THE NEXUS