CHAPTER 10THE QUEST GOES ON
There were times when he perceived a girl’s face bending above him and heard, faint and far-off, a voice calling his name. But then the light would die in a wash of shadows and the voice would fade from his hearing.
And then, a long while later, he became conscious of sunshine. He was lying, pillowed on leaves, in the brilliance of open day. Birds were twittering and the scent of grass and flowers came to him. He felt very weary, but he felt—whole.
She came to him, there in the wizard’s garden behind the tower of Yaohim, and gave him fresh water to drink, and fruit. He was content to rest and to take food from her hands, without words. He could see well enough what had happened.
The tower rose beyond him. Already its shining surface was pitted and veined wit
