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brother, your Name will not define you; it will only describe you and strengthen who you are.”
    “But —”
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    Gvint placed his hand on Pabl’s shoulder. “You can continue your studies here. Reid can hear the call. We know this.
    Otherwise, Ganwetrammus would summon Jibn Sra. Reid will return.” But Pabl heard the exhaustion in Gvint’s words. The Elder’s faith was not yet shaken, but after more than ten years even he was tired of waiting.
    “I would gladly stay,” Pabl said, “if I was certain of his impending return, but he is lost, is he not? No one has seen him since before the Long Dreaming. Shouldn’t we search for him?”
    Gvint sighed. “It is true that we have no news of his whereabouts, and he was last seen well before the Scourge. But that does not mean that we should begin a search for him. Would you wander all the world for him? Where do you propose to start the search?”
    “The rumor of Ohin Yeenar —”
    “Is merely a rumor, and a dangerous one. I do not put much faith in it. No, I prefer to let Ganwetrammus guide our actions.”
    “But what if Ohin Yeenar knows something of Reid’s whereabouts?”
    Gvint turned away and took a few steps along the tile. His head bowed as he gauged his words. “Ohin is beyond old and his mind is gone. He lies because he can’t remember the truth.
    Mynbruje avoids him. He is also extremely powerful with magic. How else could he have survived the destruction of his liferock, unless he made a deal with a Horror . . .”
    Pabl stared at Gvint. The Elder’s eyes were solid ebony, no whites. “Are you saying that I can’t go ask this Ohin Yeenar about Reid?”
    Gvint threw his head back and laughed. “Ah, young one, you are yet fresh from the outside world. No, I will not stop you from going if you decide to do so. I am merely imparting my opinion, my years of experience . . . my wisdom if you will.”
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    The Elder held his palms out to Pabl. “I advise patience. You young ones never seem to have enough of it.”
    Pabl put his palms in Gvint’s, but his gaze settled on the wall behind the Elder. The engravings which had started in the verandah grew more elaborate inside, with gems and thin veins of gold and platinum highlighting the stories. The legends of the Garen Brotherhood covered all walls, telling the entire history of the liferock since its emergence from dormancy. The stories told of the rise of mana and the first obsidimen to emerge. They told of the preparations for the Scourge, the Ritual of Protection, and the naming of Tepuis Garen.
    And lastly, they chronicled the disappearance of Reid Quo and the final merging of Yonik Bne. There the engravings stopped.
    It hit Pabl then. The brotherhood was isolated in time until Reid returned. And beyond Gvint’s wisdom, Pabl saw that the old obsidiman worried about the heath of the liferock, asked himself the question that they all asked: What if Reid never comes back?
    Pabl stood, breathing the rich coppery aroma in deep satisfaction. What if Reid never comes back? He has to die before Ganwetrammus can call another Elder. It could be decades before I am Named. Centuries even.
    Pabl looked at Gvint. “I am glad to be home for a time,” he said. “But I must think about whether I am content to wait for Reid Quo to return.”
    “We must have faith in Ganwetrammus, young one.”
    “Yes, I know.” He paused. “I do have faith, but I see things eroding because Reid is not here. You are overworked, and worried about us. You are but one, Elder. And while you are strong, you cannot take care of the demands of an entire brotherhood.
    “While you struggle and worry up here, the village grows at the foot of the tepuis. The people who live there have forgotten us for the most part, or no longer care. The roads have