Sword Maker-Sword Dancer 3
“"Tiger--what's wrong?" It didn't make any sense. Just a jumble of words. No, not words; sounds. "Tiger? Are you all right?" I felt--odd. "Tiger!" Oh, hoolies, bascha... something's wrong--something's wrong with me--something's wrong with--I stopped the stud. Got off. Dragged the sword from its sheath. Then walked across the trail to a tumbled pile of rocks. Found a fissure. Wedged the sword into it. Wedged the hilt into it, leaving the blade stuck up into air. "Tiger--?" And then she sent her r...oan plunging between the blade and my body. It knocked me backward. It knocked me flat on my rump. I sat there on the ground trying to figure out what had happened. Del reined the roan around. Her expression was profoundly frightened. "Have you gone loki?" she cried. I didn't think so. What I was, somehow, was sitting on the ground instead of in the saddle. Silence: Del said nothing. Her gelding pawed, digging pebbles and dust. I heard the clack of rock on rock, the scraping of hoof in hard ground, the clink of bit and bridle.MoreLess
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