Thom's alive. He had seen their like before. Loial kept checking his saddlebags; he did not seem to mind getting wet himself, but he worried continually about his books. Luc came to the Mountains of Dhoom.
Over and over again. He raised a hand to wave away the dust as it drifted toward him; it was the first move he had made. Longer, if we are careful. His reflexes for the Great Game were rusty.
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