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The
magician
raised
her
arms
,
extended
them
abruptly
,
putting
all
her
strength
into
a
Spell
of
Identification
.
The
magic
curtain
burst
but
behind
it
was
a
second
...
A
third
...
A
fourth
...
Triss
sank
to
her
knees
with
a
groan
.
But
reality
continued
to
burst
,
more
doors
opened
,
a
long
,
endless
row
leading
to
nowhere
.
To
emptiness
.
"
You
are
wrong
,
Fourteenth
One
,
"
the
metallic
,
inhuman
voice
sneered
.
"
You
've
mistaken
the
stars
reflected
on
the
surface
of
the
lake
at
night
for
the
heavens
.
"
"
Do
not
touch
--
Do
not
touch
that
child
!
"
"
She
is
not
a
child
.
"
Ciri
's
lips
moved
but
Triss
saw
that
the
girl
's
eyes
were
dead
,
glazed
and
vacant
.
"
She
is
not
a
child
,
"
the
voice
repeated
.
"
She
is
the
Flame
,
the
White
Flame
which
will
set
light
to
the
world
.
She
is
the
Elder
Blood
,
Hen
Ichaer
.
The
blood
of
elves
.
The
seed
which
will
not
sprout
but
burst
into
flame
.
The
blood
which
will
be
defiled
...
When
Tedd
Deireádh
arrives
,
the
Time
of
End
.
Va'esse
deireádh
aep
eigean
!
"
"
Are
you
foretelling
death
?
"
shouted
Triss
.
"
Is
that
all
you
can
do
,
foretell
death
?
For
everyone
?
Them
,
her
...
Me
?
"
"
You
?
You
are
already
dead
,
Fourteenth
One
.
Everything
in
you
has
already
died
.
"
By
the
power
of
the
spheres
,
"
moaned
the
magician
,
activating
what
little
remained
of
her
strength
and
drawing
her
hand
through
the
air
,
"
I
throw
a
spell
on
you
by
water
,
fire
,
earth
and
air
.
I
conjure
you
in
thought
,
in
dream
and
in
death
,
by
all
that
was
,
by
what
is
and
by
what
will
be
.
I
cast
my
spell
on
you
.
Who
are
you
?
Speak
!
"
