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Yet the dead ' embev is a green, commodious dwelling! Far off on all hands other dead embers, other flaming suns, wheel and race in the apparent void ; the nearest is out of call, the farthest so far that the heart sickens in the effort to conceive the distance. Shipwrecked seamen on the deep, though they bestride but the truncheon of a boom, are safe and near at home compared with mankind on its bullet. He comprehends, he designs he tames Nature, rides the sea, ploughs, climbs the air in a balloon, makes vast inquiries, begins interminable labours, joins himself into federation and populous, spends his days to deliver the ends of the earth or to benefit unborn posterity ; and yet knows himself for a piece of unsurpassed fragility and the creature of a few days.
When she pulled the gem from its hiding place, ghostly figures appeared in the street outside the house. Kalaneia realized that Jubeka had imbued this fragment with a memory of something that she had learned here…. Some of them even still glowed. When Kalaneia put her hand on the correct one, though, she knew it immediately — not only because the tingling on her skin stopped, but also because another memory appeared….
The final soulstone fragment lay at the foot of the summoning cirle that still glowed in the earth before the Altar of Damnation. This fragment, too, held a memory…. This memory was clearly non-trivial. Quite astute, that Kanrethad, to choose someone who disliked and distrusted him, to ensure that they would banish him, and banish him well, should he fail.
Holding the broken soulstone with the pieces correctly aligned loosely in her hand, she wondered how to make it whole again. Perhaps if she incanted just those syllables… Even as her lips began to form the syllables, she saw that the pieces had fused together and the soulstone now lay whole in her hand.
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