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The
Light
Dams
,
’
said
Mort
.
’
We
’
re
getting
closer
.
’
He
pulled
the
hourglass
out
of
his
pocket
and
checked
the
level
of
the
sand
.
’
But
not
close
enough
,
dammit
!
’
The
Light
Dams
lay
like
pools
of
light
hubwards
of
their
course
,
which
is
exactly
what
they
were
;
some
of
the
tribes
constructed
mirror
walls
in
the
desert
mountains
to
collect
the
Disc
sunlight
,
which
is
slow
and
slightly
heavy
.
It
was
used
as
currency
.
Binky
glided
over
the
campfires
of
the
nomads
and
the
silent
marshes
of
the
Tsort
river
.
Ahead
of
them
dark
,
familiar
shapes
began
to
reveal
themselves
in
the
moonlight
.
The
Pyramids
of
Tsort
by
moonlight
!
’
breathed
Ysabell
,
’
How
romantic
!
’
MORTARED
WITH
THE
BLOOD
OF
THOUSANDS
OF
SLAVES
,
observed
Mort
.
’
Please
don
’
t
.
’
’
I
’
m
sorry
,
but
the
practical
fact
of
the
matter
is
that
these
—
’
’
All
right
,
all
right
,
you
’
ve
made
your
point
,
’
said
Ysabell
irritably
.
’
It
’
s
a
lot
of
effort
to
go
to
to
bury
a
dead
king
,
’
said
Mort
,
as
they
circled
above
one
of
the
smaller
pyramids
.
They
fill
them
full
of
preservative
,
you
know
,
so
they
’
ll
survive
into
the
next
world
.
’
