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- "You. . . do. . . not. . . fear. . . me?"
- Seth squinted at the web-shrouded shape in the corner. "Of course I do," he said, stepping closer. "But my friends said you wanted to speak with me. "
- The figure stirred, making the cobwebs ripple and dust plume into the air. "You. . . do not. . . feel. . . fear. . . as you did. . . in. . . the grove?" The speaker sounded sad and tired.
- "With the revenant? How do you know about that? I don't feel fear like I did there. The fear there was uncontrollable. "
- The figure shifted again. One of the largest sheets of cobweb tore, billowing lazily. The rumbling voice gained a little strength. "Your grandsire. . . is in the grip of such fear now. Take. . . his light. . . and come closer. " Seth walked over to Grandpa, who had yet to move. Seth poked him gently in the ribs, but got only a slight twitch as a reaction.
- Chapter 13
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