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  1. PROLOGUE:  KERRICK
  2. Title Page
  3. ONE
  4. TWO
  5. THREE
  6. FOUR
  7. FIVE
  8. SIX
  9. SEVEN
  10. EIGHT
  11. NINE
  12. TEN
  13. ELEVEN
  14. TWELVE
  15. THIRTEEN
  16. FOURTEEN
  17. FIFTEEN
  18. SIXTEEN
  19. SEVENTEEN
  20. EIGHTEEN
  21. NINETEEN
  22. TWENTY
  23. TWENTY-ONE
  24. TWENTY-TWO
  25. TWENTY-THREE
  26. TWENTY-FOUR
  27. TWENTY-FIVE
  28. TWENTY-SIX
  29. TWENTY-SEVEN
  30. TWENTY-EIGHT
  31. TWENTY-NINE
  32. THIRTY
  33. THIRTY-ONE
  34. THIRTY-TWO
  35. THIRTY-THREE
  36. THIRTY-FOUR
  37. THIRTY-FIVE
  38. ENVOY
  39. THE WORLDWEST OF EDEN
  40. YILANÈ
  41. THE TANU
  42. THE PARAMUTAN
  43. DICTIONARIES
  44. ZOOLOGY
  45. BANSEMNILLA
  46. BOAT
  47. CLOAK
  48. DEER
  49. EISEKOL
  50. ELINOU
  51. ENTEESENAT
  52. EPETRUK
  53. ESTEKEL*
  54. GREATDEER
  55. GULAWATSAN
  56. HÈSOTSAN
  57. ISEKUL*
  58. LONGTOOTH
  59. MASINDUU
  60. MASTODON
  61. NAEBAK
  62. NENITESK
  63. NESKHAK
  64. NINKULILEB
  65. OKHALAKX
  66. ONETSENSAST
  67. RUUTSA
  68. SANDUU
  69. SPIKE-BACK
  70. TARAKAST
  71. UGUNKSHAA
  72. UNUTAKH
  73. URUKETO
  74. URUKTOP
  75. ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
  76. About the Author
  77. About this Title

“Again. I will have to go to the murgu city. Again.”

“No, not you. There are others who can go.”

“Others could surely go—but they would never return. Only a Tanu who is half marag can understand that murgu city. Now I will eat and rest. I slept little last night.”

The sun was high in the sky when he awoke. The sky was bright and he blinked into its glare. Harl was sitting outside, waiting for him in patient silence. Seeing him like this, his mind still clouded with sleep, Kerrick looked at him as a stranger. No longer the small boy, but a hunter grown. As soon as he saw that Kerrick was awake he stood and came over to the tent.

“Ortnar said you came to find me, you would speak to me.”

“He told me that you were hunting. The deer came?”

“Right beneath me. Two are dead. What is it you want?”

Like Ortnar, he had no time for small talk. He used words like arrows, sharp and swift.

“I want you. Will you go to the murgu city with me? My death-stick has the sickness.”

“How many will go?”

“You and I alone.”

Harl’s eyes opened wide. “You went with the sammadar Herilak last time.”

“I did. And he killed the murgu we met. This time I wish to rely on skill in woodcraft and not killing. I wish to see and not be seen. Will you go with me?”

Harl smiled and held out his clenched fists, one above the other. “I will go. We will bring back death-sticks?”

“Yes. But you must tell me one thing now. Will you do as I order you to? If we see the murgu of the city they must not be killed. Will you do that?”

“You are asking a difficult thing.”

“I know. But if you do not do it, then another will. You are of my sammad. If you will do as I ask you, then there will be no other hunter. It is your choice.”

“Then I choose to come with you. I will do as you order, sammadar. When will we leave?”

“In the morning. Spear and bow only. The death-sticks stay here.”

“What do we do then if we meet a large marag that we cannot kill with spear or arrow?”

“We die. So it is your skill in the forest that will lead us away from them. Can you do that?”

“Yes. We will do as the sammadar says.”