Stone of Tears

“No. I studied with a few women first. Some taught me a few things about bones.” She pulled a little necklace from under her robes. She fingered the small, round bone, with red and yellow beads to each side. It was just like the one she had given him to get him through the pass. He still wore it around his neck. “This be a bone from the base of a skull like that on the shelf over there; the one that fell on the floor. The beast be called a skrin. Skrin be guardian beasts to the underworld, something like the heart hounds, except they guard in both directions. The best way to explain it is that they be part of the veil, though that not be accurate. In this world they be solid, have form, but in the other, they be only a force.”

Zedd frowned. “Force?”

Adie held out her spoon and let it drop on the table. “Force. We cannot see it, but force be there. It makes the spoon drop, and keeps it from flying up into the air. It cannot be seen, but it be there. Something like that with the skrin.

“On rare occasions, in their duty to repel all from the cusp where the world of the living and the world of the dead touch, they be pulled into this world. Few people know of them because it so rarely happens.” Zedd was frowning. “It be very complex. I will explain it better another time. The important thing be that this bone from the skrin hides you from them.”

Adie took a sip of her tea while Zedd pulled his necklace out of his robes, taking a new look at it. “And it must hide you from other beasts, too, to get through the pass?” She nodded. “How did you know about the pass? I put the boundary up, and I didn’t know the pass existed.”

She turned the teacup around and around in her fingers. “After I left my grandmother, I sought out women with the gift, women who could teach me things about the world of the dead. After Mathrin died, I studied harder, with more urgency. Each woman could tell me only what small bit she knew, but they usually knew one who knew more. I traveled the Midlands, going among them, gathering knowledge. I collected all those bits of knowledge, piecing them together. In this manner, I learned a little of how the worlds interact.

“By putting up a boundary across parts of this world, it be a little like stoppering up a teakettle and then putting it on the fire. Without a vent, something will blow off. I knew that if there be magic wise enough to know how to bring the underworld into this, it must have a way to equalize each side of the boundary. A vent of some sort. A pass.”

Zedd lifted an eyebrow, staring off into his thoughts, as he drew his thumb down his chin. “Of course. That makes sense. Balance. All force, all magic, must be balanced.” He focused his eyes on her. “When I brought up the boundary, I was using magic I didn’t fully understand. It was in an ancient book, from the wizards of old, who had more power than I can fathom. Using their instructions to bring up the boundary was an act of desperation.”

“It be hard for me to imagine you being desperate.”

“Sometimes, that’s all life is: one desperate act after another.”

Adie nodded. “Perhaps you be right. I was desperate to hide from the Keeper. I remembered what Mathrin had said: he be hiding right under my nose. I reasoned that the safest place for me to hide from the Keeper would be where he wouldn’t look: right under his nose, right at the edge of his world. So I came to the pass.

“The pass did not be this world, yet it did not be the underworld either. It be a mix of both. A place where both worlds boiled together a little bit. With the bones, I be able to hide from the Keeper. He and the beasts from his world could not see me.”

“Hide?” The woman had more iron in her than the kettle hanging on the fire. If he knew Adie, there was more to it. Zedd gave her a stern stare. “You came here, simply to hide?”

She averted her eyes as she fingered the small, round bone on her necklace, and then at last tucked it back into her robes. There be another reason. I made an oath. To myself. I swore I would find a way to contact my Pell, to tell him I did not betray him.” She took a long swallow of tea. “I have spent most of my life here, in the pass, trying to find a way to reach into the world of the dead, to tell him. The pass be part of that world.”

Zedd pushed at his cup with a finger. “The boundary, the pass, is gone, Adie. I need your help in this world.”

She laid her arms on the table. “When you grew my foot back for me, it brought back everything that had happened, made it fresh, as if I be reliving it. It made me remember some things I had forgotten for a long time. It made me remember hurts that still be there, though time had dimmed them.”

“I’m sorry, Adie,” he whispered. “I should have taken your past into consideration, but I didn’t suspect you had lived through that much pain. Forgive me.”