“Travel high, saints mark your passage; we remaining set you free.” And the crowd sang back: “The earth is paid, the sky is waiting; pass softly through the great between.” Velasin’s hand closed gently around Cae’s wrist; he startled at the contact, and then realised that it was Velasin’s way of joining in, as neither he nor Markel knew the words. “Ayla made you, Zo watched you; now Ruya leads you into mystery.” “Go well, go well; saints mark your passage; you who were known, be known again.”
