Tales from Earthsea Page #2

Then the spirit leaves the body

and wanders aimlessly in darkness.

When it returns? More hazia.

And finally, death.

What's the matter?

Feeling better?

The wind is fresh up here.

Something's wrong with this town.

Not only this town, lad.

Farmers' crops wither.

Their sheep and cattle are falling sick.

Even people's minds

have lost their way.

Is it some sort of pestilence?

No. A pestilence

is how the Balance restores itself.

But this? I fear someone

is trying to destroy the Balance.

There's only one creature

in Earthsea capable of such evil.

Only one.

Well then.

Shall we go back to the inn?

I'd like to rest a little longer.

Very well.

I'll be waiting.

Keep your wits about you.

I will.

Slave takers?

A witch, are you?

And an ugly one at that!

Won't fetch much with that face.

Just a few guineas.

But we can still have a little fun.

Oww! My finger!

The witch has spirit!

I'm going to enjoy this.

Who's there?

Step forward and show yourself!

Well, well.

What are you

doing here, boy?

Go ahead. Take him!

No hard feelings, boy.

Just following the boss's orders.

I'll make it quick.

Or maybe you'd like to be a slave?

Beg for your life!

Changed your mind?

Life is nothing to me.

So you want a fight, eh?

Draw your sword!

All right. Now it's my turn.

Uh oh.

Hold on there son.

You don't care about the girl?

Do it.

If you want her so much,

here she is!

Come on men!

Let's go!

Are you...

Therru!

Therru!

Therru...

A bird...

So! We meet again, boy.

Take him!

He'll fetch a good price.

Don't be too rough.

Take him away!

Just an old piece of junk.

Couldn't give it away!

Give it up, it's no use.

Quiet!

Silence!

Or I'll feed you to the hounds!

Come on!

Get moving!

What's going on?

I don't know.

Move, you lazy animals!

Confound it! What's wrong?

Sparrowhawk...

Let's go, Arren.

Can you stand?

What about the others?

I left none bound.

Now it's up to them.

How did you know

where to find me?

When you didn't come,

I scoured Hort Town.

Finally, someone told me

a young man was taken by slavers.

I had to make

a spell of finding.

I am sorry, I was foolish.

No, it was my fault.

I should've been more careful.

I'm sorry.

Who's there?

It's me, Sparrowhawk.

Sparrowhawk?

Someone's been hurt.

I'm sorry. It's late.

It's been a long time, Ged.

He's asleep.

I'm sorry.

I'm afraid you've lost your bed.

It's his now.

Here, this will warm you.

Thanks.

You haven't changed.

No.

You're keeping well, Tenar?

I suppose.

It hasn't always been easy.

And you?

Do you still wander?

That was good.

It has been a long time.

Yes, it has.

As Archmage, I have no time...

...to wander as I once did.

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