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At last it was within reach of his free hand. He let the magic slip away, taking long moments to gather himself. Then he stretched out his arm to the rock, and his fingers closed tightly about it. Slowly he gathered it in, finding it impossibly heavy, so heavy in fact that he was not certain he could manage to lift it let alone . . . He could not finish the thought. He could not dwell on what he was about to do. He dragged the rock over until it was next to him, braced himself firmly with his knees, took a deep breath, raised the rock overhead, hesitated for just an instant, then in a rush of fear and anguish brought it down. It smashed into the stone of his arm between elbow and wrist, hammering it with such force that it jarred his entire body. The resulting pain was so agonizing that it threatened to render him unconscious. He screamed as waves of it washed through him; he felt as if he were being torn apart from the inside out. He fell forward, gasp- ing for breath, and the axe-blade rock dropped from his nerve- less fingers.

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Please, don't let me fall asleep! The Hall of Kings did not respond to the urgency of his plea; the statues remained silent, disinterested, and oblivious. The mountain waited.

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He remembered the vision and recognized its truth. He banished the reaction it provoked in horrified disbelief and let his head droop until it was resting on the cavern stone. He cried, feeling the tears run down his cheeks, the sides of his face, stinging his eyes as they mingled with his sweat. His body twisted with the agony of his choices. No! No, he would not! Yet he knew he must. His crying turned to laughter, chilling in its madness as it rolled out of him into the emptiness of the tomb. He waited until it expended itself, the echoes fading into silence, then looked up again. His possibilities had exhausted themselves; his fate was sealed. If he did not break free now, he knew he never would.

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"Then perhaps he is relying on you to tell him." Par nodded slowly. "That makes better sense. I told him I was going; maybe he thinks that one of us going is enough." Coil stretched his big frame full length on the ground and stared up into the trees. "But you don't believe that either, do you?" His brother smiled faintly. "No." "You still think that it's something else." "Yes." They didn't speak for a time, staring off into the woods, think- ing their separate thoughts. Slender streams of sunlight played along their bodies through chinks in the limbs canopied over- head, and the songs of birds filtered through the stillness. "I like it here," Par said finally. Coil had his eyes closed. "Where do you think he's hiding?" "Walker? I don't know. Under a rock, I suppose." "You're to6 quick to judge him, Par. You don't have the right to do that." Par bit off what he was going to say next and contented him- self with watching a ray of sunlight work its way across Coil's face until it was in his eyes, causing him to blink and shift his body. Coil sat up, his squarish face a mask of contentment. Not much of anything ruffled him; he always managed to keep his sense of balance. Par admired him for that. Coil always under- 118 The Scions of Shannara stood the relative importance of events in the greater scheme of things.

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