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| 13 | 89 | "The Holy Disease," the man View more quotes about protested">protested, pointing into the hideously dark recesses of his drawn hood. |
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| 13 | 86 | I gestured to the tarn, which was impatiently opening and closing his wings. |
| 13 | 87 | "Hurry. |
| 13 | 88 | There are more larls about". |
| 13 | 89 | "The Holy Disease," the man protested, pointing into the hideously dark recesses of his drawn hood. |
| 13 | 90 | "I can't leave you here to die," I said. |
| 13 | 91 | I shivered at the thought of taking this dread creature, this whispering corpse, with me. |
| 13 | 92 | I feared the disease as I had not feared the larl, but I could not leave him here in the mountains to fall prey to one beast or another. |