or his swordbelt and sword。 He let the sun dry Ged's clothing likewise； but though the great； healing； fortable flood of heat and light poured down on Ged； yet he lay still。
There was a noise as of metal rubbing against metal； the grating whisper of crossed swords。 The ironcolored dragon had risen on its crooked legs。 It moved and crossed the rivulet； with a soft hissing sound as it dragged its long body through the sand。 Arren saw the wrinkles at the shoulder joints； the mail of the flanks scored and scarred like the armor of Erreth…Akbe； and the long teeth yellowed and blunt。 In all this； and in its sure； ponderous movements； and in a deep and frightening calmness that it had； he saw the sign of age： of great age； of years beyond remembering。 So when the dragon stopped some few feet from where Ged lay； and Arren stood up between the two； he said； in Hardic for he did not know the Old Speech； 〃Art thou Kalessin？〃
The dragon said no word； but it seemed to smile。 Then； lowering its huge head and sticking out its neck； it looked down at Ged； and spoke his name。
Its voice was huge； and soft； and smelt like a blacksmith's forge。
Again it spoke； and once more； and at the third time； Ged opened his eyes。 After a while he tried to sit up； but could not。 Arren knelt by him and supported him。 Then Ged spoke。 〃Kalessin；〃 he said； 〃senvanissai'n ar Roke！〃 He had no more strength after speaking； he leaned his head on Arren's shoulder and shut his eyes。
The dragon made no reply。 It crouched as before； not moving。 The fog was ing in again； dimming the sun as it went down to the sea。
Arren dressed and wrapped Ged in his cloak。 The tide which had drawn far out was ing in again； and he thought to carry his panion up to dryer ground on the dunes； for he felt his strength ing back。
But as he bent to lift Ged up； the dragon put out a great； mailed foot； almost touching him。 The talons of that foot were four； with a spur behind such as a cock's foot has； but these were spurs of steel； and as long as scythe…blades。
〃Sobriost；〃 said the dragon； like a January wind through frozen reeds。
〃Let my lord be。 He has saved us all； and doing so has spent his strength and maybe his life with it。 Let him be！〃
So Arren spoke； fiercely and with mand。 He had been overawed and frightened too much； he had been filled up with fear； and had got sick of it and would not have it any more。 He was angry with the dragon for its brute strength and size； its unjust advantage。 He had seen death； he had tasted death； and no threat had power over him。
The old dragon Kalessin looked at him from one long； awful； golden eye。 There were ages beyond ages in the depths of that eye； the morning of the world was deep in it。 Though Arren did not look into it； he knew that it looked upon him with profound and mild hilarity。
〃Arw sobriost；〃 said the dragon； and its rusty nostrils widened so that the banked and stifled fire deep within them glittered。
Arren had his arm under Ged's shoulders； having been in the act of lifting him when Kalessin's movement stopped him； and now he felt Ged's head turn a little and heard his voice： 〃It means； mount here。〃
For a while Arren did not move。 This was all folly。 But there was the great； taloned foot； set like a step in front of him； and above it； the crook of the elbow joint； and above that； the jutting shoulder and the musculature of the wing where it sprang from the shoulder blade： four steps； a stairway。 And there in front of the wings and the first great iron thorn of the spine…armor； in the hollow of the neck there was place for a man to sit astride； or two men。 If they were mad and past hope and given up to folly。
〃Mount！〃 said Kalessin in the speech of the Making。
So Arren stood up and helped his panion to stand。 Ged held his head erect； and with Arren's arms to guide him； climbed up those strange steps。 Both sat down astride in the rough…mailed hollow of the dragon's neck； Arren behind； ready to support Ged if he needed it。 Both felt a warmth e into them； a wele heat like the sun's heat； where they touched the dragon's hide： life burnt in fire beneath that iron armor。
Arren saw that they had left the mage's staff of yew lying half…buried in the sand； the sea was creeping in to take it。 He made to get down for it； but Ged stopped him。 〃Leave it。 I spent all wizardry at that dry spring； Lebannen。 I am no mage now。〃
Kalessin turned and looked at them sidelong； the ancient laughter was in its eye。 Whether Kalessin was male or female； there was no telling； what Kalessin thought； there was no knowing。 Slowly the wings lifted and unfurled。 They were not gold like Orm Embar's wings but red； dark red； dark as rust or blood or the crimson silk of Lorbanery。 The dragon raised its wings carefully； lest it unseat its puny riders。 Carefully it gathered in the spring of its great haunches； and leapt like a cat up into the air； and the wings beat down and bore them above the fog that drifted over Selidor。
Rowing with those crimson wings in the evening air； Kalessin wheeled out over the open sea； turned to the east； and flew。
In the days of high summer on the island of Ully a great dragon was seen flying low； and later in Usidero and in the north of Ontuego。 Though dragons are dreaded in the West Reach； where people know them all too well； yet after this one had passed over and the villagers had e out of their hiding places； those who had seen it said； 〃The dragons are not all dead； as we thought。 Maybe the wizards are not all dead； either。 Surely there was a great splendor in that flight； maybe it was the Eldest。〃
Where Kalessin touched to land none saw。 In those far islands there are forests and wild hills to which few men ever e； and where even the descent of a dragon may go unseen。
But in the Ninety Isles there was screaming and disarray。 Men rowed westward among the little islands crying； 〃Hide！ Hide！ The Dragon of Pendor has broken his word！ The Archmage has perished； and the Dragon is e devouring！〃
Without landing； without looking down； the great ironcolored worm flew over the little islands and the little towns and farms； and deigned not even a belch of fire for such small fry。 So it passed over Geath and over Serd； and crossed the straits of the Inmost Sea； and came within sight of Roke。
Never in the memory of man； scarcely in the memory of legend； had any dragon braved the walls visible and invisible of the well…defended isle。 Yet this one did not hesitate； but flew on ponderous wings and heavily over the western shore of Roke； above the villages and fields； to the green hill that rises over Thwil Town。 There at last it stooped softly to the earth； raised its red wings and folded them； and crouched on the summit of Roke Knoll。
The boys came running out of the Great House。 Nothing could have stopped them。 But for all their youth they were slower than their Masters and came second to the Knoll。 When they came； the Patterner was there； e from his Grove； his fair hair bright in the sun。 With him was the Changer； who had returned two nights before in the shape of a great seaosprey； lame…winged and weary； long he had been caught by his own spells in that form and could not e into his own shape again until he came into the Grove； on that night when the Balance was restored and the broken was made whole。 The Summoner； gaunt and frail； only one day risen from his bed； had e； and beside him stood the Doorkeeper。 And the other Masters of the Isle of the Wise were there。
They saw the riders dismount； one aiding the other。 They saw them look about with a look of strange contentment； grimness； and wonder。 The dragon crouched like stone while they clambered down from its back and stood beside it。 It turned its head a little while the Archmage spoke to it； and briefly answered him。 Those who watched saw the sidelong look of the yellow eye； cold and full of laughter。 Those who understood heard the dragon say； 〃I have brought the young king to his kingdom； and the old man to his home。〃
〃A little farther yet； Kalessin；〃 Ged replied。 〃I have not gone where I must go。〃 He looked down at the roofs and towers of the Great House in the sunlight； and he seemed to smile a