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I am submerged in black water. Perrnodt stared down a broad boulevard into the gathering darkness. The companion of Jiharre. Her own life force.

She saw something stir in an alleyway and took a step toward it. For her part, the old Tuskugggun standing proudly in her crookedness seemed well at ease, despite thecarved heartwood cane on which she was obliged to lean. Hewas sure the creature wanted him to feel as much a prisoner as Pyphoros himself felt. Even with his back turned, he could feel theGyrgon's presence, the slow atomic crawl along the skin of his arms that would have stirred his hair had heany to stir.