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Dust of Dreams
Dramatis Personae Prologue
The Sea Does Not Dream of You
Chapter 1 Chapter 2
Chapter 3 Chapter 4
Chapter 5 Chapter 6
Eaters of Diamonds and Gems
Chapter 7 Chapter 8
Chapter 9 Chapter 10
Chapter 11 Chapter 12
Only the Dust Will Dance
Chapter 13 Chapter 14
Chapter 15 Chapter 16
Chapter 17 Chapter 18
The Path Forever Walked
Chapter 19 Chapter 20
Chapter 21 Chapter 22
Chapter 23 Chapter 24
Pagination
Epigraph

On this dawn they lined the banks of the ancient river, a whole city turned out, near a hundred thousand, as the sun lifted east of the mouth that opened to the deep bay. What had brought them there? What ever brings the multitudes to a moment, a place, an instant when a hundred thousand bodies become one body?

As the red waters spilled into the bay’s salty tears, they stood, saying little, and the great ship pyre took hold of the fires and the wind took hold of the soaked sails, and the sky took hold of the black column of smoke.

Ehrlitan’s great king was dead, the last of the Dessimb line, and the future was blowing sands, the storm’s whisper was but a roar of strife made mercifully distant, a thing of promise drawing ever closer.

They came to weep. They came seeking salvation, for in the end, even grief masks a selfish indulgence. We weep in our lives for the things lost to us, the worlds done. A great man was dead, but we cannot follow him-we dare not, for to each of us death finds a new path.

An age was dead. The new age belonged to generations still to come. In the stalls of the market rounds the potters stacked bowls bearing the face of the dead king, with scenes of his past glories circling round and round, for ever outside of time, and this was the true wish of the multitudes.

Stop. Stop now. Pray this day never ends. Pray the ashes drift for ever. Pray tomorrow never becomes. It is a natural desire, an honest wish.

The tale dies, but this death will take some time. It is said the king lingered, there in the half breath. And people gathered each day at the palace gates, to weep, to dream of other ends, of fates denied.

The tale dies, but this death will take some time.

And the river’s red tongue flows without end. And the spirit of the king said: I see you. I see you all. Can you not hear him? Hear him still?

Death of the Golden Age
Thenys Bule


Kalyth and her companions have returned to Ampelas Rooted, but discover it is now Uprooted, flying, a sky-keep like Moon's Spawn. The Matron has succeeded in spawning a large army, but the two Shi'Gal Assassins who stayed in the nest have rebelled; they have destroyed the Matron's brain, though she still lives.

Onos T'oolan, still blaming the Senan clan for the loss of his family, leads the T'lan Imass to their camp and kills them all.

Dust of dreams by genesischant

Interpretation of the Nah'ruk attack by genesischant

The Che'Malle army doesn't wait to be attacked but advances towards the Nah'ruk, led by Gesler and Stormy. As the armies meet, a warren opens above them; Nah'ruk sky-keeps emerge and attack Ampelas Uprooted. Many are destroyed, but so finally is Ampelas. The remaining Nah'ruk keeps attack both armies indiscriminately; then another large keep arrives, Kalse Uprooted.
Icarium had sensed the destruction of Ampelas Uprooted. He attacks the Nah'ruk keeps, but more are arriving from the warren. Icarium's constituent ghosts warn him that he must wall off the Gate. Feather Witch provides Errant's eye which Icarium uses as the seed of an Azath. Kalse Uprooted enters the Gate where it is engulfed by the Azath; the Gate is sealed.

Four Nah'ruk keeps remain. Suddenly they are covered in sorcerous fire and explode; Sinn and Grub have emerged from their warren.