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。 Only I can see them。 Their footprints are as bright as the sun on a pond to me; but to no other。’
 
 ‘You must teach me this trick。’
 
 ‘Someday; I promise。 e on。’
 
 She led him by the hand as she followed the glow of the Sisters’ footprints through the dense woods。 Distant night birds called in haunting voices; owls hooted; and other creatures made low screams and clicks。 The ground was uneven; tangled with roots and brush; but the glowing footprints helped her to see the way。
 
 The damp heat made her sweat; causing her dress to cling to her wet skin。 When she got home; she would shield her room and she would have a bath。 A long bath。 With Jedidiah。 Then she would let him use his magic on her; and she would use hers on him。
 
 They went deeper into the Hagen Woods; deeper than she had ever gone before。 Vapor drifting from boggy areas carried the pervasive stench of rotting vegetation。 They passed through dark gullies veiled with hanging roots and moss that brushed against her face and arms; making her flinch at the unexpected contact。 The footprints led up and over sparsely wooded; rocky ridges。
 
 At the top of one; standing in the still; damp air; she looked back; out across the somber landscape。 In the far distance; she could see the flickering lights of Tanimura; and set among the lights; rising up in the silvery moonlight; the Palace of the Prophets; its dark shape blocking out the lights of the city beyond。
 
 She longed to be back there; to be home; but this was something that had to be done。 There was no one else to do it。 The lives of everyone depended on her。 The Creator was depending on her。 Still; she longed to be home; and safe。
 
 But home was no longer safe。 It was as dangerous as the Hagen Woods; if there really were Sisters of the Dark。 Even with as much as she knew; it was difficult for her to accept the idea。 The Prelate had to believe her; she just had to。 There was no one else she could turn to for help。 She wished there were even just one Sister she could trust; confide in; but she didn’t dare trust anyone。 Nathan had warned her not to trust anyone。
 
 Even though she wished Jedidiah were home; and safe; she was glad to have him with her。 She knew there was nothing he could do to help; but it still felt good to have him to confide in。 Her husband。 She smiled at the thought。 She would never forgive herself if anything happened to him。 She would protect him with her life; if she had to。
 
 The ground pitched into a descent。 Through gaps in the trees; she could see they were going down into a deep bowl in the earth。 The edge was steep and they had to move slowly so as not to send any rocks tumbling through the woods。 One started to slide as her foot touched it; and she quickly used a handful of air to stop it; and then push it firmly into the ground。 She sighed in relief。
 
 Jedidiah followed her; a silent; forting shadow。 Her tension relaxed a little when they passed from the loose rock; back into denser woods where the ground was mossy and silent to step on。
 
 The faint sound of chanting drifted to them through the thick woods; carried on heavy; fetid air。 Low; rhythmic; guttural tones of words she couldn’t understand resonated in her chest。 Even without understanding the words; she felt revulsion at them; as if they made the air reek。
 
 Jedidiah gripped her upper arm; dragging her to a halt。 He put his mouth close to her ear。 ‘Margaret; please;’ he whispered; ‘let’s go back now; before it’s too late。 I’m afraid。’
 
 ‘Jedidiah!’ she growled as she reached up and snatched him by the collar。 ‘This is important! I’m a Sister of the Light。 You’re a wizard。 What do you think I’ve been training you for? To stand on a street down in the market and perform tricks? To have people throw coins at you? We serve the Creator。 He has given us everything we have so we may use it to help others。 Others are in danger。 We must help。 You’re a wizard。 Act like one!’
 
 She could just see his wide eyes in the faint light。 He sagged slightly as the tension went out of his muscles。 ‘I’m sorry。 You’re right。 Forgive me。 I will do what I must; I promise。’
 
 Her anger cooled。 ‘I’m afraid; too。 Touch your Han; keep a firm grip on it; but not too tight。 Hold it so you can release it in an instant; as I’ve taught you。 If anything happens; don’t hold back。 Don’t be afraid of how much you might hurt them。 If you do need your power; anything less than all of it will not be enough。 If you keep your head; you’re strong enough to defend yourself。 You can do it; Jedidiah。 Have faith in what I’ve taught you; what all the Sisters have taught you。 Have faith in the Creator; in what He has given you。 You have it for a reason; we all do。 This may be the reason。 Tonight may be what you’ve been called for。’
 
 He nodded again and she turned back to the glowing footprints; following them into the thick forest。 They wandered through the trees toward the center of the bowl; toward where the chanting was ing from。 The closer they got; the more the voices made her skin prickle。 The voices were Sisters’。 She thought she recognized some of them。
 
 Dear Creator; she prayed; give me the strength to do what I must to help you。 Give Jedidiah strength; too。 Help us serve you; to help others。
 
 Little flickers of light came through the leaves。 They crept closer。 The trees around her were huge。 The two of them glided from one trunk to another; no longer following the footprints。 They could see glimpses now of something through openings in the underbrush。 Slowly; they tiptoed forward across the open forest floor beneath large; spreading spruce trees。 The needles were soft and quiet to walk on。 Shoulder to shoulder; they slid behind low; heavy brush at the edge of woods。 It was as close as they could go。 Beyond lay a flat; round; open area。
 
 At least a hundred candles were set on the ground in a ring; like a fence; or boundary; as if holding back the dark forest。 Inside the candles was a circle drawn on the ground。 It looked to be made of white sand that sparkled with little points of prismatic light。 It looked like the descriptions of so
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