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She was more than fifteen kilometers from the Abbey of WarmCurrent and in no danger of leading the Khagggun back there. Everywhere torporous silence lay like a fogbank. She concentrated on controlling her breathing and what she needed to say. They were now in a plaza she could notremember crossing on her way to the cenote.

Now they won't be able to see the chute, she whispered to Eleana. Plaster was painted to resemble wood, and wood was painted toresemble different sorts of wood. Riane had slept through the night and the whole of the following day. All at once, Eleana rose and came to stand behind her.