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Cliopher heard the sound of the waves lapping the shore. The air smelled of the Wide Seas. Beneath him he felt the soft white sand.
Where was the Tui-tanata?
But no. He didn’t wear a grass skirt, he wore the red and black robes newly granted as a reward for Littleridge. He had just been admiring his Radiancy’s tapestry and thinking about home. His lord had called out, Cliopher had met the blazing lion eyes, and then…
He looked at where he found himself. His eye caught on something sparkling gold. There, lying prone in the sand, was the Sun-on-Earth.
