“Good. Now we leave this place of the ustuzou and I count the passing days with joy until tomorrow’s tomorrow comes and I see the last of you.”

They climbed on their mounts, the fargi following on the uruktop, and rode away. When the dust had slowly drifted back to the ground they were gone, all of them, gone.

“I had a dream last night,” Armun said. “It was so real that I could see the colors of the leaves and the sky, even smell the smoke from the fire.”

She stood in the bow of the ikkergak, her eyes half-closed in the glare of the setting sun ahead. Kerrick stood behind her, his arms about her for the warmth and the pleasure of being close. She turned to look up into his windburned face.

“The alladjex would always listen when he was told about dreams,” she said. “Then he would tell you what they meant.”

“Old Fraken is a fool. A troublemaker.”

“You mean that my dream was not true?”

There was pain in her voice. He ran his finger over her long hair and reassured her. “A dream can be true—that is certain. We must dream for a reason. I meant only that you can tell for yourself, you don’t need that old one to tell what you know yourself. What was the dream?”

“We were back at the round lake. Arnwheet was there and eating the meat I had cooked. The girl Darras too, only she was bigger than I remember her.”

“She would be older now. Was Harl or Ortnar in your dream?”

“Ortnar was there, sitting and eating as well, with his bad arm hanging at his side. But the boy wasn’t there, Harl. Could the dream be telling me that he is dead?”

He caught the fear in her voice and answered quickly. “It sounds a very real dream. You said you saw the color of the sky so it was daylight in your dream. Harl would be away hunting during the day.”

“Of course.” She laughed aloud, relieved. “But maybe it was just a dream because I hope so much?”

“No! It was real. You saw ahead of us, saw the lake where we are going and all of those who wait for us there. Who wait in safety.”

“I want to be there.”

“The ikkergak sails well, the spring storms are over. We will be there soon.”

“Then I am happy. I did not want to have the new baby in the cold north.”