title: The Anatomy of Clay
author:  Gillian Sze 
description: <P>Gillian Sze is the author of "Fish Bones" and the cofounder and coeditor of "Branch" magazine. She lives in Montreal, Quebec.<br></P>
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  ## Chapter 24
  
  ![Dice](../Graphics/dice.gif)
  
  #### _Rhuidean_
  
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  The smooth pebble in Mat's mouth was not making moisture anymore, and had not
  been for some time. Spitting it out, he squatted beside Rand and stared at the
  billowing gray wall maybe thirty paces in front of them. Fog. He hoped at
  least it was cooler in there than out here. And some water would be
  appreciated. His lips were cracking. He pulled the scarf from around his head
  and wiped his face, but there was not much sweat to dampen the cloth. Not much
  sweat remained in him to come out. A place to sit down. His feet felt like
  cooked sausages inside his boots; he felt pretty well cooked all over, for
  that matter. The fog stretched left and right better than a mile and bulked
  over his head like a towering cliff. A cliff of thick mist in the middle of a
  barren blistered valley. There had to be water in there.
  