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Talisman Larry Niven, Dan Girard Produced by calibre 0.6.40 TALISMAN by Larry Niven and Dian Girard The stranger swung his baggage off his horse's back, patted the animal on the side of the neck, and handed the reins to the stablehand. Old Kasan was rarely interested in people; he barely glanced at the stranger. Slanted eyes, round face with a yellow tinge . Kasan led the animal to an empty stall and gave it food and water. Now, the beast was a puzzler. It suffered his ministrations with an air of strained patience. Its tail ended in the kind of brush usually seen on an ass. Kasan fancied that its look was one of tolerant contempt. "An, horse, you underestimate me," Kasan said. "I won't be tending other people's horses forever." Horses did not often mock Kasan's daydreams. This one's nicker sounded too much like a snicker. "It's true! Some day I'll own my own rental stable-" And Kasan fondled the beast's ears and mane, as if to thank it for listening. Under its shaggy forelock he felt a hard circular scar. He told Bayram All about it when he went in for lunch. "It's a unicorn. The horn's been chopped off. What kind of man would be riding
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