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Getting up at dawn was hard, as my head was still full of smoke and my heart full of Levi, but it had to be done, or we’d never catch up with Lenya. Bardo said it wasn’t a sure thing we would catch up. There were miles between us, and we couldn’t move as fast as her. Not with the flagelantes along, and there was no talk of leaving them behind. Tiresias said our fortunes would suffer if we did. He said the musicians had bartered their services as an escort, and the penitents had bartered with protection of a kind that wasn’t exactly magic but something deeper, ‘forged by a moral hammer.’
Levi and Horace and I weren’t blind to all this, but we were worried about the pace.
were“I did have a thought, though,” said Felix, picking the grass out of his tangled gray hair. “Hard as it is fo
