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Farther west, Perscors lay on the floor of the forest, ear pressed against the ground, listening. He sensed a danger ahead, and yearned to hear some presage, but none came. Sleep, fought off for a time, overwhelmed him.
In dream, a figure of light appeared before him, stepping into the filthy mud, stepping into the clouded water. Bending over Perscors, he implored anxiously: "Since you are a Son of the Great, why has your living fire become transformed?"