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The Blue Star	By : sinaline Category: A through F > Dragonlance Views: 1900 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: Everything else before this was written before Summer of Flame, then for some reason I stopped. Everything from here is new.

Interlude

Dust as far as the eye could see.
If anyone was to ask what Raistlin saw once he had reached the Plains of Dust he could honestly tell them that the desert did not age in his cursed sight. There was nothing to age but sand, dust, and more sand and dust and a brilliant blue sky.
It was an interesting contrast if stark. The dunes were pale gold, sometimes white depending on how the glare hit the sand and the sky was a brilliant sapphire blue at all times. And it was so dry that Raistlin was very glad that he had brought as much water as he could carry and a map to the scattered oasis that were in the deserts.
He was also very happy that he had decided not to wear his heavy red robes and wear the light sandy colored woolen robes the desert dwellers preferred. He even had wrapped his head to keep the sand out of his eyes, nose and mouth.
Raistlin had also discovered that riding a camel was not near as comfortable as riding a horse and so walked while leading the camel.
A week had been spent crossing endless dunes, and although it didn’t show, he was worried.
His water was running low and he was still a few days out from the nearest oasis...

In the meantime, farther to the North and still in familiar territory, the three companions who followed Raistlin’s trail had made it as far as where Caramon and Thorn had finally caught up to Marion and Raistlin in the dwarven town. Caramon led them even to the same inn and they sat gathered around a table near the fire. “It’s going to be a hot autumn,” said Tanis, leaning back in the chair.
Caramon nodded and sipped his ale while staring into the fire, and Flint asked, “You seem to be elsewhere, Caramon, what is it?”
“It seems like I was just here a little while ago,” he answered quietly. “I last saw Raistlin in the back as he rode off without me.”
The other two companions were quiet, and Tanis said, “Look, not to be the Queen’s Advocate or anything, but he can take care of himself.”
“I know but... he’s been really, very sick since the Test... and how can I be sure that he isn’t lying in some cave somewhere, sick and alone and too weak to find help?” Caramon swallowed nervously. “What if we can’t find him?”
“I’m sure he’s fine,” said Tanis again. “Raistlin has a way of surviving, and trust me, he’s stubborn that way. Do you really, after all he’s been through, think he’ll actually allow himself to simply die?”
With a small smile, Caramon shook his head in the negative, “No, he wouldn’t.”

He looked up at the sun one last time, then closed his eyes against the glare. With that one motion he fell from the back of the camel to lay motionless in the sand. He didn’t know how long he lay there with the camel circling in ever wider circles before finally he could no longer see it. With that he closed his eyes...
... A few hours... days?... it even felt like a week had gone by and then finally he felt someone roll him over and in a language he was not familiar with he heard a conversation around him...
“Is he dead, father?” asked the first young man.
The older man shook his head as he lifted the pale stranger’s head to help him drink the water. The young man, if he judged correctly, coughed more back up than he got down his throat. Finally pale blue eyes in the shape of hourglasses opened to half heartedly train themselves on the desert man. A bit shaken by the unusual and likely cursed eyes, the old man laid his hands over the stranger’s eyes and said in his own language, “Be still, young one, you are safe now. It was written that I find you.”
The stranger stilled and his breaths fell quiet and even. The old man turned to his son, “Help me lift him, Khaleed.”
The son, the first young man, named Khaleed helped his father to lift the pale stranger back on the camel they had found wandering the sands. They had known that it could mean only one thing; someone had gotten lost in the endless sands. Ordinarily Jafir would have left the camel be, but they had then seen the tracks clearly in the shifting sands. Jafir recognized this as a sign from his ancestors and of the departed Gods that he had been meant to find the stranger and help him to recover. They had followed the too clear and too perfect to be natural tracks back to the young man laying in the sand...
...Which was why Jafir and his son Khaleed now tied the pale man to the back of the camel and led them back to their nomadic camp. The men of the nomadic village ran to greet Jafir and Khaleed and then saw the sand covered stranger. Conversations that the pale man undoubtedly did not understand as they were carried on in their own native language were held...
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