Chapter 26Hawklan stood motionless in the craggy tunnel for some time then slowly drew his sword. The hilt was alive in his hand again. As he looked at it, the twisting threads glittered and wound their way far beyond his vision into the twinkling oceans of stars.
Andawyr moved to his side. ‘We’re back in the depths of our own time now,’ he said. ‘Into dangers that we can at least, perhaps understand.’
‘The Vrwystin a Goleg lies along here?’ Hawklan said softly, inclining his head along the tunnel.
Andawyr nodded. ‘Something of His does, and Isloman has heard the rock on which it lives.’
‘Then tomorrow we go this way,’ Hawklan said. ‘What do you know of this creature?’
Andawyr looked at him unhappily. ‘A great deal, and very little,’ he said. ‘A great deal from our library about what
