Lys’ eyes had a yearning pity in them. “He is trying to go back up to the forest. He will try so long as he is hunati.”
Farris gently lifted Berreau back to the bed. He felt a cold dampness on his forehead.
What was there up there that drew worshippers in a strange trance of slowed-down life?
CHAPTER 3
Unholy Lure
He turned to the girl and asked, “How long will he stay in this condition?”
“A long time,” she answered heavily. “It may take weeks for the hunati to wear off.”
Farris didn’t like the prospect, but there was nothing he could do about it.
“All right, we’ll take care of him. You and I.”
Lys said, “One of us will have to watch him, all the time. He will keep trying to go back to the forest.”