The twilit sky seemed to press down on her. The duct was big enough for a man, but narrow enough that someone, if they went carefully,could use their own shoulders and legs to brace themselves as they climbed upward. If he squinted his eyes, itlooked almost like a country fair from an old print. A stiff wind was stirringthe dust of the compound into erratic swirls.
Renie began to shiver, and for a moment feared she might never stop. The god stood listening in amazementand confusion and more than a little fear. Not until we open the door. txther, head cocked on one side.
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