air。 At first glance； it seemed that Pharaun had succeeded in little more than conjuring a gloom around the party； but as she studied her surroundings more closely； she realized that she was indeed no longer upon Faerun。 A preternatural chill gnawed at her exposed skin； radiating from the cold dust beneath her feet。 The high； rune…carved columns that lined the space were twisted caricatures that loomed bizarrely out over the chamber's open floor。
〃Strange；〃 she murmured。 〃I expected something 。 。 。 different。〃
〃This is the way of the shadow； dear lady；〃 Pharaun said。 His voice seemed flat and distant； despite the fact he stood no more than six feet from her。 〃This plane has no substance of its own。 It is made up of echoes from our own world； and other； stranger places。 We stand in the shadow of the ruins above； but they are not the same ruins we recently traversed。 The lamias and their minions do not exist here。 Now； remember； stay close； and do not lose sight of me。〃
The wizard set off along the passage leading back to the surface。 Halisstra blinked in surprise。 He took only one small step as he turned away from the party； but he was suddenly across the room； and a second step carried him perilously far down the corridor outside。 She hurried to keep him in sight； only to find that a single step caused the chamber to blur into darkness。 She stood so close to Pharaun that she had to restrain an impulse to back up a step； lest she throw herself even farther away。
The wizard smirked at her disfiture and said； 〃I am flattered by your attention； dear lady； but you need not stay quite so close。〃 He laughed softly。 〃Just step when I step； and you will pace me more easily。〃
He took several slow； measured strides； holding back a bit as the rest of the party caught the trick of it； and in a moment they all marched together along the dusty streets of Hlaungadath beneath a cold and starless sky。 Each step seemed to catapult Halisstra forty； perhaps fifty feet across the dim terrain。 The black shapes of ruined buildings leered and leaned from all sides； huddling down close over the streets as if to hem in the travelers； only to fade into dark blurs with each careful stride。
Outside the ruined walls； Pharaun paused a moment to check on the party。 He nodded toward the desert stretching to cold mountains in the west； and he began to march quickly； setting a rapid pace that belied his effete mannerisms and aversion to the toils of travel。 Finally able to stretch out her legs； Halisstra began to gain a sense of just how quickly they were moving。 In five minutes of walking they left the site of the Netherese city a league behind them； a dark blot on the dim breast of the sands。 In thirty minutes the mountains； nothing more than a distant fence of snowcapped peaks from Hlaungadath's streets； towered up over them like a rampart of night。 The shadow walk also made light of the most difficult terrain in their path。 Without hesitation Pharaun stepped out over a sheer ravine as if it simply did not exist。 The magic of his spell and the strange plane they traversed brought his foot down securely on the far side of the obstacle。 Climbing the long； rugged slopes leading up into the mountains was no more work than stepping from stone to stone across a stream。
〃Tell me； Pharaun；〃 Quenthel said after a time； 〃why did we crawl through miles of dangerous Underdark passages to reach Ched Nasad； when you might have used this spell to shorten our journey？〃
Halisstra could sense the ire hidden in the Baenre's voice； even through the murk and gloom of the Shadow Fringe。
〃Three reasons； fair Quenthel；〃 Pharaun replied； not taking his eyes from the unseen path he followed。 〃First； you did not ask me to do any such thing。 Second； the wizards of Ched Nasad arranged certain defenses against intrusions of this sort。 Finally； as I said before； the Fringe is a dangerous place。 I only suggested this after we all agreed that marching for months across the sun…blasted surface world presented an even less appealing prospect。〃
Quenthel seemed to consider the wizard's words； while mountains reeled and gnarled black trees began to appear around them。
〃In the future；〃 the Mistress of Arach…Tinilith said； 〃I shall expect you to volunteer useful information or suggestions in a timely manner。 Your reticence in advancing ideas may cost us all our lives。 Is that worth the meager pleasure you derive from knowing something we may not？〃
The Master of Sorcere's teeth gleamed in his dark face； and he continued without making a reply。 For some time he devoted his attention to navigating the Fringe。 As Pharaun was under normal circumstances the most garrulous of the pany； the effort of concentrating on his spell left the small party of dark elves unusually silent。 They fell into a watchful march； winding quietly along in single file behind the wizard； as the immeasurable journey through the darkness stretched out into what might have been hours or even days。 Halisstra found herself beginning to consider the very curious notion that this was the real world； the true substance of things； and the bland mundane rigidity of her own world was the illusion。 She found that she did not care for that thought at all。
After a long time； Pharaun raised his hand and called a halt。 They stood on a small gray stone bridge； arching over a deep gully through which trickled a dark； bubbling stream。 Nearby the black ramparts of an abandoned city jutted into the lightless sky； a place that seemed more like a fortress than a town； its thick walls pierced by turret…guarded gates。
〃We're about halfway to our destination；〃 Pharaun said。 〃I suggest half an hour's rest； and maybe a meal from what stores we have。 We should be able to replenish our supplies when we reach Mantol…Derith。〃
Ryld gestured at the empty castle nearby and said； 〃What is that place？〃
〃That？〃 Pharaun glanced over his shoulder。 〃Who knows？ Maybe it's the echo of a surface city in our world； or maybe it's a reflection of some other reality all together。 The Shadow is like that。〃
The pany huddled by the low stone wall of the bridge and made a dreary repast from their dwindling provisions。 The ever present chill of the place leeched away the warmth of Halisstra's body； as if the stones beneath her hungered for her very life。 The gloom smothered their spirits； deadening any attempt at conversation； making it hard to even think with any degree of acuteness。 When the time came to set off again； Halisstra was surprised by the sheer lethargy that had crept into her limbs。 She had little desire to do anything except sink back down to the ground and lie still； wrapped in shadows。 Only with a fierce and focused effort of will did she drive herself into motion again。
They set off into the unending night； and had gone on for some distance from the vicinity of the old bridge when Halisstra became aware of the fact that they were being followed。 She was not sure of it； at first。 Whatever trailed them was stealthy； and the deadening effects of the Shadow made her unsure if she had really heard something or not。 It seemed to whisper and titter in the darkness； a presence that announced itself in a stirring of the motionless air； the faint rush of wind behind them。 She turned and studied the path； searching for their pursuer； but she saw nothing save the weary faces of her panions。
Valas brought up the rear of the march； and he looked up at her as he drew close。
You sense it too？ he signed。
〃What is it？〃 Halisstra wondered aloud。 〃What manner of things live in a place like this？〃
The scout shrugged wearily and said； 〃Something that Pharaun has reason to fear； which alarms me。〃 He reached out and turned her back toward the rest of the party。 Halisstra was shocked to see how far they'd moved away in the few short moments she had stood watching。 〃e； we do not want to be left behind。 Perhaps what hunts us will be content to follow。〃
They hurried to catch up to the others…and at that moment； their pursuer attacked。 Striding up out of the shadows behind them loomed a tremendous figure posed of pure darkness； a black； fac