It’s time for you to rest, too, Osha. That voice. Gods alive. It made me jump when I heard it in my mind, though I had been waiting for it. Not until I’m done, I answered. I’m nearly there. Fisher was close. I could inexplicably feel him, his presence near. Casting a quick glance toward the forge’s doorway, I thought I could make out the shape of him, merging with the shadows that danced and leaped around the fire. How long have you been out there? I asked. Only a few hours, came his reply. Why didn’t you come in? There was a long pause. And then he said, I didn’t know if you’d want me to.
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