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204 pages, Paperback
First published January 1, 1978


But it was not only his visible madness which aroused her fears – it was something inside herself. Her head – she wanted to cry out – to wrench free of this Marbon and run and run – Because – deep in her she stood in front of the door and if the door was open –!
This was not the shrinking that the same sometimes feel when confronted by the abnormal among their own species. Her new emotion was totally alien. She could not turn her head, break the tie between their eyes. There was a need rising in her – something she must do - and nothing else in all the world mattered but that need which compelled, which made her its prisoner. She found herself whispering:
"Zarsthor's Bane."
-Zarsthor's Bane, page 47
The girl no longer questioned the purpose of her own actions. Dimly she understood that she could not turn aside now from this trail.
-Zarsthor's Bane, page 73

While – she held her head high – Into her nostrils Brixia drew air scented with a fragrance which could be at the other end of a balance from the rotting stench of the narrow upper path. Sweet, fresh – she thought of meadow grass lying in the early morning, webs on it pearled with dew – flowers just opening to the day. There was a garden – open to the sun of midmorning - its blossoms ready to be harvested and dried for the sweetening of bedclothes and body linen – it was –
Without being quite aware of what she did Brixia got once more to her feet – moved on into the night, drawn by that scent which grew ever the stronger. So she came to the foot of the tree – Oddly twisted were its branches, and those lacked leaves. But it was aflower and the flowers were white. Seeming to extend from the tip of each petal – like the glow of a small candle – was a wisp of light.
-Zarsthor's Bane, page 63
If a toad might rise upon its hind legs, show evil intelligence in his bulbous eyes, fangs within its gaping mouth – then that might approach in appearance these croaking things. Save that these toad creatures had no smooth skin – rather that was covered with ragged patches of very coarse hair – hair – or find tendrils. A longer growth weaved from each corner of their mouths, matching similar ones set above each eye. These were in constant motion as if the unwholesome threads had a separate life of their own.
-Zarsthor's Bane, page 63-66

"I live," she told empty desert before her fiercely. "I have arms, legs, a body – I have a mind – I am me, Brixia! And I serve no will save my own!"
-Zarsthor's Bane, page 79
"On strange roads have I walked of my own will. I do not walk with another's feet.
I do not strike at another's word.
I am myself and my own."
-Key of the Keplian