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Perhaps you have to accept that the miracle might not be where you’d place it in your life.\n\n“Maybe I have to want the miracle enough to follow the path.” Araghan’s voice was a murmur, but he saw a smile in the eyes just as the brown desert robes blurred, leaving nothing but bones and sand.\n\nHe turned to find Dayel watching him, and he walked through the graveyard to face the man who had been his friend. “It will take me two weeks to tie up my loose ends.”\n\nDayel’s eyes strayed to where the Geldrak man had stood then moved back to Araghan. “Fair enough.” His voice held respect. “Araghan...I know what you’re giving up. I understand now.”\n\nAraghan felt his throat go dry. He nodded to Sammael to start up the caravan again. They would make Base Camp in a couple of hours. He gave Dayel a faint smile. “Thanks.”\n\nMoments later they were on their way.\n\n\n\nHe refused to wear the uniform that Dayel had brought for him. 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She’s had time to put it behind her.”\n\n“She screamed she’d see me dead. I distinctly heard three different ways she’d do it as I walked out of the Compound.” Araghan leaned back in his seat. “I’m almost certain I’m on my way back to a jail cell. I just hope you have a plan for getting me out.”\n\nDayel snorted. “No one’s going to put you in a cell, Araghan. I told you. There’ve been three attempts on her life within the last two months. Fourteen kidnapping attempts in the past year.”\n\n“And one was successful.”\n\n“To a degree. We found her before any harm could be done. And the kidnappers were executed.”\n\nAraghan rubbed his temples. “Without finding out any useful information beforehand, I’m sure.”\n\nDayel was silent for a moment. “Galod wanted the execution to set an example. He wanted a message sent out to those who might be having similar thoughts. 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