But I wasn't wholly wrong either For the first... But I wasn't wholly wrong either For the first time his hand put an answering pressure on her own"Elena, evil feeds on itselfAnd the evils of day, however transitory, must add to the power of what you face here on the Ember NightsThey must, Elena, it cannot but be soWe cannot afford to look only at our own goalsThat is the lesson the dearest friend of my life has taught meThe Tyrants in our peninsula have shaped a wrong that goes deeper than who governs in a given yearAnd that evil has spilled over into this battlefield where you fight Darkness in the name of Light
"Darkness adding to Darkness," she saidShe wasn't certain what had led her to say
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"Exactly," Baerd saidI understand your battles here now, how far they go beyond my own war in the daylight worldBut going far beyond doesn't mean there is no connectionThat was Donar's mistakeIt was before him all along, if only he could have seen
"And the naming," Elena asked"What did the naming have to do with it?"
"Naming has everything to do with it," Baerd said quietlyHe withdrew his hand from hers and rubbed it across his eyes"Names matter even more here in this place of magic than they do at home where we mortals live and dieAnd after a silence made deeper by the singing far away, he whispered, "Did you hear me name myself?"
It seemed almost a
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And moving very slowly then, very deliberately, Baerd reached for and claimed her hand, and brought it to his lips, as though she were the lady of one of the highland castles, and not only the wheelwright's widowed daughter from the village below Borso
"Thank you," he said, in a queer voiceI thought it might possibly be different tonight
The back of her hand was tingling where his lips had touched her and her pulse was suddenly erratically fastFighting for
balenciaga motorcycle handbags composure, Elena asked, "I don't understandWhat did I do?"
His sorrow was still there, but somehow it seemed gentler now, less naked in his faceHe said, quite calmly, "Tigana is the name of a land that was taken awayIts loss is part of the evil that brought the shadow-figure to this hill, and to all your other battlefields for twenty years nowElena, you won't understand this completely, you can't, but believe me when I tell you that you could not have heard the name of that land back in your village, whether by the light of day or under the two moonsNot even if I spoke it to you from as near as we are now, or cried it louder than I did within the stream
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"And Tigana is your home," she saidHe was still holding her hand, she realized"Tigana is my home," he echoed"Men call it Lower Corte now
She was silent a long moment, thinking hardThen, "You must speak of this to Donar," she said"Before morning takes us backThere may be something he knows about such matters, something he can do to helpAnd he will want to help
Something flickered in his face"I'll do that," he said"I'll speak to him before I go
They were both silent
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