Sif watched him for a few minutes. He sat in his circle and closed his eyes, and as far as she could see, did nothing. She guessed looking with her mind would tell a different story, but she didn’t really … Continue reading
“Life as a magiker is often short and violent either way.” Falthejn cocked his head. “I suppose you’re familiar with life being difficult, though.” Sif nodded, growing quiet. A minute passed before she spoke again. “What if I joined?” “A … Continue reading
“I saw…” she trailed off, blinking against the light of the setting sun. “I saw the world.” She sat back, and her voice grew softer. “It was beautiful.” Falthejn smiled and left her to her thoughts for a few minutes. … Continue reading
Falthejn nodded gravely. “That is the greatest risk that we who weave magic face. When we draw near to that point, the world does not work as it should. You may find yourself violently ill, or floating above the ground, … Continue reading
“Falthejn,” Sif said. The diviner opened his eyes. Sif stood a long pace away, holding out the carved stick at arm’s length. He took it, and she stepped back. “Will it work?” He turned it over in his hands. “Yes, … Continue reading
He turned downslope—no sense going toward the road and revealing their hideaway—and headed for a patch of undergrowth, clinging precariously to the hillside in a patch of sunlight the trees had not yet colonized. Bright yellow blossoms drew his eyes … Continue reading
“Try the fruit and the nuts,” Falthejn advised. He inspected his handiwork. The length of stick almost hummed with power. He sheathed his knife. “Do you think you could cut the top of this away for me?” “I used to … Continue reading
Falthejn mimicked Sif, leaning against his pack and resting his legs. The land here was beautiful, in its rugged way. Down the hill, a bare patch of ground left a break in the canopy at eye level. It revealed leagues … Continue reading
The road cut into the side of a steep hill. The conifers upslope leaned out over the heads of Falthejn and his company, before bending upward toward the sun. On the other side, the land dropped away precipitously. “Here,” Hrothgar … Continue reading
The sun, high overhead, made its trek down toward the horizon. As it did, they came across a few felled trees, left by the side of the road. Saws and grapples laid beside them. “These men left in a hurry,” … Continue reading
