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odour. A moment passed, the furore died down. Then a lanky man emerged from the cranny.

      He was old and grizzle-faced, but his back was straight and his stride steadfast. His apparel consisted of a simple blue robe held fast by a cummerbund, and gold braided slippers; a style favoured by the sorcerer classes. As he walked he smoothed down errant strands of his grey hair and copious beard.

      ‘I have to say your attitude’s more than a little acidic today, Patrician,’ he observed.

      ‘I’m sorry, Phoenix. It’s a fraught time.’

      ‘You’re exhausted, man.’

      ‘The pressure’s on. With the move so near –’

      ‘You can’t bear the weight of the world on your own shoulders. You look as though you’ve got a foot in the grave. You have to learn to relax.’

      ‘Relax? How can I relax? The preparations, the logistics, the number of people involved; the sheer scale of what we’re trying to do is staggering.’

      ‘Even so, you should let go a bit. Delegate.’

      ‘Did you know,’ Karr replied, ignoring this advice, ‘that half a dozen homes of colonial administrators went up in flames last night?’

      ‘I heard.’

      ‘That wasn’t our doing. People are starting to take matters into their own hands.’

      ‘That’s good, isn’t it? The more blows the regime suffers, the better for our cause, surely?’

      ‘Armed rebellion’s not the plan, you know that. We harry them, yes, but we don’t want outright confrontation. Everything we’re trying to do is predicated on the fact that we couldn’t win that way.’

      ‘There’s nothing we can do about it, Karr. If the populace feels aggrieved enough to hit out, who are we, of all people, to say they can’t?’

      ‘We don’t need anarchy.’

      ‘I’m not sure I agree with that. The clampdown’s increased recruitment, if nothing else.’

      ‘And it’s all my fault.’

      ‘What is?’

      ‘Three months of worsening repression. Curfews, innocents rounded up, torture, summary executions; all sparked off by the raid on the records office. I should never have authorised the mission. It was a mistake.’

      ‘No, it wasn’t. We hit them where it hurts, and we knew there were likely to be repercussions. This constant blaming of yourself is getting tiresome.’

      ‘Anything we gained has been outweighed by the consequences. The paladins have been given their head. Such small freedoms as we had are even smaller. Why shouldn’t I blame myself?’

      ‘Because it isn’t your fault. Or is your self-regard so great that you can’t see you’re no more of a cog than the rest of us? You’re not alone in trying to steer this scheme, you know.’

      Karr looked chastened. ‘I suppose I deserved that. I guess what’s troubling me is that I hoped we’d have more control at this point.’

      ‘Control’s an illusion, you should realise that by now. The best we can do is ride the surge. Don’t lose faith, Karr, not now. Not when we’re this close, and when our destination’s causing so much strife.’

      ‘Strife’s too hard a word. Some have still to be convinced, that’s all.’

      ‘Not hard to see why, is it?’ The wizard crossed his arms. ‘I mean, of all the places to pick –’

      ‘Don’t start that again, Phoenix, please. The refuge was agreed by all of you in Covenant, and by the full Council.’

      ‘I know, I know. I’m just saying it’s an … unusual choice. And that’s not a rare opinion among those who know about it.’

      ‘The issue’s settled. There’s no turning back now.’

      ‘All I’m doing is reminding you that the decision isn’t universally popular,’ Phoenix pointed out, a testy note creeping into his voice.

      ‘Then you’re saying nothing that hasn’t already been said.’

      Just as they reached a stalemate, Goyter appeared with a pair of new arrivals. One was tall and hardy, his garb black, his eyes dark and penetrating. In his wake came a youth, nearly a man; not shaven like his companion but striving for whiskers, and acting coy.

      ‘Morning, Reeth,’ Karr greeted the older man, glad of the interruption.

      Caldason nodded.

      ‘And how are you this day?’ Karr inquired of the youth.

      Kutch Pirathon said nothing, looking instead to the Qalochian.

      ‘It’s been happening again,’ Caldason explained.

      ‘The visions?’ Phoenix asked.

      ‘And his way of trying to avoid them.’

      Kutch stared at his feet.

      Phoenix sighed. ‘We have to get to the root of this.’ To Caldason, he added, ‘It would help if we knew more about what he was seeing.’

      ‘I’ve told you all I can about that.’ The response was frosty enough to forbid further questioning.

      ‘Come on, Kutch, let’s see if we can talk this through.’ Phoenix took the boy’s arm.

      ‘Just a minute,’ Karr said. He indicated Kutch’s blood-speckled jerkin. ‘What’s that?’

      ‘What do you think it is?’ Caldason returned, casually defiant.

      ‘How many times do I have to tell you about your brawling?’

      ‘You can say it as often as you like. It won’t stop me acting as I see fit.’

      ‘The last thing we need now is to lose somebody like you, and we can certainly do without drawing attention unnecessarily.’

      ‘A watch patrol caught me,’ Kutch volunteered, ‘and Reeth –’

      ‘It was necessary, Karr,’ Caldason cut in. ‘Or perhaps you’d prefer the boy was captured and made to talk?’

      ‘I was being stupid,’ Kutch admitted, eyes downcast.

      ‘And reckless,’ Caldason added.

      The boy looked up. He almost whispered, ‘I don’t think I’m the only one guilty of that.’

      Caldason was going to say something, but checked himself.

      It was Karr who spoke. ‘This isn’t a time to be playing the fool.’ His gaze flicked from man to boy. ‘Either of you.’ Goyter and Phoenix loitered at the fringe of the conversation. He addressed them. ‘By the look of him, the first thing Kutch needs is sleep. See he gets some. Then do what you can, Phoenix.’

      The wizard nodded and made to leave. Then he noticed Caldason staring at him. ‘What is it? What’s wrong?’

      ‘I think I preferred the ape.’

      ‘Hmmph.’ Phoenix turned on his heel.

      Kutch gave one glance back before he and Goyter followed into the maze of cellars.

      “The boy worries me,’ Karr confessed as he watched them go.

      ‘He should,’ Caldason replied. ‘I know what he sees.’

      ‘And we’re no nearer grasping how you came to share these illusions.’

      ‘I’ve spent years trying to work out why I have them, and what they might mean. I feel as though I’ve … infected him in some way.’

      ‘We can only hope Phoenix and Covenant come up with a solution.’

      ‘If

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