Chapter 83
He stretched out on the ground, and slept. When he woke again, filtering sunlight lifted the cave out of deep shadow. For a moment he thought again of dreams, of fevered ravings, but the dark red crystals were no dream. With the newsun’s help he searched the cave to see if there were more. He could not find any. One large crystal and one much smaller, that was all. Squatting on his battered haunches, he looked at the large lump of dark red rock. He was afraid to touch it. Holding the small crystal had woken such power, what might happen if he roused the larger crystal to life? He did not know. Turning aside from that thorny problem, he distracted himself with another no less uncomfortable. How to get himself out of the cave. But there, the King saw him, it answered his pleas. Explorat
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