JewelofJudgment,Icouldnotevenguess.UnlesshesomehowconsideredherproofagainsttheforcesofthePatternandtheLogrusintheirattemptstorecoverit.Myexpertiseinthisarea,though,wasnonexistent.Havingfinallymetthediminutivemage,Ihadbecomeconvincedofhissanity-thoughthisfeelinginnowayservedtopenetratethoseenigmaticqualitiesthatancientwisementendtopossess.“Howdoesitfeel?”Iaskedher.“Verystrange,”shereplied.“Notpain-exactly.MorelikethewayaTrumpcontactfeels.Onlyit’swithmeallthetime,andI’mnotgoinganywhereortalkingtoanyone.It’sasifI’mstandinginsomesortofgateway.Forcesaremovingaboutme,throughme.”InaninstantIwasatthecenterthatwasthegayringwithitswheelofmany-spokedreddishmetal.Fromtheinside,here,itwaslikeagreatweb.Abrightstrandpulsedformyattention.Yes,itwasalinetoaverypotentforceindistantShadow,onethatmightbeusedforprobing.Carefully,Iextendedittowardthecoveredjewelsheworeinhereyesocket.Therewasnoimmediateresistance.Infact,IfeltnothingasIextendedthelineofpower.Animagecametomeofacurtainofflame,however.Pushingthroughthefieryveil,Ifeltmyextensionof inquiryslowing,slowing,halted.AndthereIhovered,asItwere,attheedgeofavoid.Thiswasnotthewayofattunement,asIunderstoodit,andIwasloathtoinvokethePattern,whichIunderstoodto beapartofit,whenemployingotherforces.Ipushedforwardandfeltaterriblecoldness,drainingtheenergiesIhadcalledupon.Still,itwasnotdrainingtheenergydirectlyfromme,onlyfromoneoftheforcesIcommanded.I pusheditfarther,andIbeheldafaintpatchoflightlikesomedistantnebula.Ithungagainsta backgroundthedeepredofportwine.Closerstill,anditresolveditselfintoaform-acomplex,threedimensionalconstruct,halffamiliar-whichmustbethepathwayonetakesinattuningoneselftotheJewel,frommyfather’sdescription.Allright,IwasinsidetheJewel.ShouldIessaytheinitiation?“Gonofurther,”cameanunfamiliarvoice,thoughIrealizedittobeCoralwhowasmakingthesounds.Sheseemedtohaveslippedintoatrancestate.“Youaredeniedthehigherinitiation.”Idrewbackonmyprobe,noteagerforanydemonstrationsthatmightcomemywayalongit.MyLogrussight,whichhadremainedwithmeconstantlysincerecenteventsinAmber,gavemeavisionofCoralnowfullyenfoldedandpenetratedbythehigherversionofthePattern.“Why?”Iaskedit.ButIwasriotvouchsafedareply.Coralgavealittlejerk,shookherself,andstaredatme.“Whathappened?”sheasked.“Youdozedoff,”Ireplied.“Nowonder.WhateverDworkindid,plustheday’sstress...”Sheyawnedandcollapsedbackonthebed.“Yes,”shebreathed,andthenshewasreallyasleep.Ipulledoffmybootsanddiscardedmyheaviergarments.Istretchedoutbesideheranddrewaquiltoverus.Iwastired,too,andIjustwantedsomeonetohold.HowlongIsleptIdonotknow.Iwastroubledbydark,swirlingdreams.Faces-human,animal,demonic,movedaboutme,noneofthembearingparticularlycheerfulexpressions.Forestsfelland burstintoflame,thegroundshookandsplit,thewatersofthesearoseingiganticwavesand
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