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He had been so wrong； so blind； and hadn't been able to see it before。 They weren't there to harm him； but to help him reach the peace he wanted。 It wasn't what they wanted； but what he wanted； that's what they offered him。 They wished only to help release him from loneliness。 A wistful smile spread on his lips。 How could he have not seen it before？ How could he have been so blind？ Whispers like sweet music washed over him in gentle waves； soothing his fears； giving him soft light in the dark places of his mind。 He stopped walking so that he wouldn't step out of the bathing warmth of the enchanting murmurs； the breath of the music。
A cold hand tugged annoyingly at his； trying to pull him on； so he released it。 It went without objection； to bother him no more。
The shadows drifted closer。 Richard waited for them； watched their gentle faces； listened to their soft whispers。 When they sighed his name it made him shudder with pleasure。 He weled them as they came around in a forting circle； floating closer； their hands reaching to him as they did so。 Hands lifted to his face； almost touching him； seeking to caress him。 He looked from one face to another； meeting the eyes of his saviors； each holding his gaze in turn； each whispering a promise of wonderment。
A hand almost brushed his face； and he thought he felt searing pain； but wasn't sure。 The keeper of the hand promised that he would feel pain no more； after he joined with them。 He wanted to speak； to ask them so many questions； but it seemed so suddenly unimportant； so trivial。 He had only to give himself over to their care； and everything would be all right。 He turned to each； offering himself to each； waiting to be taken。
As he turned； he looked for Kahlan； thinking to take her with him； to share the peace with her。 Memories of her flamed into his mind； distracting his attention even though the whispers told him to ignore them。 He scanned the hillside； peering off into the dark rubble。 Faint light tinged the sky； morning materializing。 Black voids of the trees ahead stood against the pale pink sky； he was almost to the end of the slide。 He didn't see Kahlan anywhere。 The shadows whispered insistently to him； calling his name。 Memories of Kahlan blazed brightly into his mind。 Sudden choking fear flamed up inside him； burning the whispers in his mind to ash。
〃Kahlan！〃 he screamed
There was no answer。
Dark hands； dead hands； reached for him。 The faces of the shadows wavered like vapors rising from boiling poison。 Gnarled voices called his name。 He took a step back； away from them； confused。
〃Kahlan！〃 he screamed again。
Hands reached for him； bringing searing pain even though they did not touch him。 Again he took a step back； away from them； but this time the dark wall was there； at his back。 The hands extended up； to push at him。 He looked around for Kahlan； bewildered。 This time the pain brought him fully awake。 Terror raced through him as he realized where he was and what was happening。
And then his anger exploded。
Heat of rage from the magic surged through him as the sword； came free； sweeping in an arc at the shadows。 The ones caught by the blade flared into nothingness； the smoke of their form spinning； as if caught in a vortex of wind； before ing apart with a howl。 More came at him。 The sword flashed through them； and still more came； as if there were no end to their numbers。 As he cut them down on one side； the ones on the other side would reach for him； the pain of their near touch burning into him before he turned with the sword。 Richard wondered for an instant what it would feel like if they were able to finally touch him； if he would feel the pain or simply be dead in that moment。 He stepped away from the wall； slashing with the sword as he did so。 He took another step forward； cutting furiously as he moved； the blade whistling as he swung it。
Richard stood； feet dug in； destroying the shadows as fast as they came。 His arms ached； his back hurt； his head ；pounded。 Sweat poured from his face。 He was exhausted。 With nowhere to run； he was forced to stand his ground； but he knew he couldn't keep this up forever。 Screams and howls filled the night air as the shadows seemed to fall eagerly on his sword。 A knot of them rushed forward； forcing him back again before he could slash through them。 Again the dark wall came up at his back。 Black forms on the other side of it reached for him while giving out agonizing cries。 Too many shadows were ing at once to allow him to step away from the wall； it was all he could do to hold where he was。 Pain from the reaching hands was wearing him down。 He knew that if they came at him fast enough and in enough numbers； he would be pushed through the wall； into the underworld。 He fought on numbly； endlessly。
Anger was giving way to panic。 The muscles of his arms burned with the effort of swinging the sword。 It seemed the shadows' intent was simply to wear him down with their numbers。 He realized that he had been right not to use the sword before； that it would bring them to harm。 But there had been no choice。 He had to use it to save them。
But there was no 〃them；〃 he realized； Kahlan was nowhere to be found。 It was only him。 Swinging the sword； he wondered if it had been like this for her； if the shadows had seduced her with their whispers； and touched her； forced her into the wall。 She had no sword to protect her； that was what he had said he would do。 Fury erupted in him anew。 The thought of Kahlan being taken by the shadows； by the underworld； brought the rage roaring forth again； the magic of the Sword of Truth rising to the summons。 Richard cut through the shadows with renewed vengeance。 Hatred； flaming into white…hot need； took him ahead through the forms； swinging the sword faster than they could e forward to meet it。 So he went to them。 Howls of their end joined in a mass cry of anguish。 Richard's wrath at what they had done to Kahlan drove him forward in a frenzy of violence。
Without his realizing it at first； the shadows had stopped moving and instead hovered as Richard continued down the path between the walls； slashing at them。 For a time； they made no attempt to avoid his blade； but simply floated in place。 Then they began to glide； like trailers of smoke in a near still air。 They drifted into the walls of the boundary； losing their green glow as they went through to bee the dark things on the other side。 At last； Richard came to a panting halt； his arms throbbing with weariness。
That was what they were； not shadow people； but the things from the other side of the boundary wall； the things that had been escaping and taking people； just as they had tried to take him。
Just as they had taken Kahlan。
A pain from deep inside welled up； and tears came to his eyes
〃Kahlan；〃 he whispered into the cool morning air。
His heart ached with wrenching agony。 She was gone； and it had been his fault； he had let down his guard； he had let her down； had not protected her。 How could it have happened so fast？ So easily？ Adie had warned him； warned him that they would call to him。 Why hadn't he been more cautious