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The Book of Deacon By Joseph R. Lallo Characters: 5236

Updated: 2018-01-20 19:02


"If you like, I will teach you a bit more gray magic. You may have your choice of lessons. Whatever interests you, " he said.

Myranda scanned the books. The names were not in her tongue, but thanks to a whispered enchantment by Deacon, the lines and letters twisted and turned themselves as her eyes swept over the pages. In a few moments it was all quite legible to her. Eventually she found the most recently scribed of the enchantments.

"What about this one?" she asked, placing her finger on a spell marked "Gilliam's Folly."

"Trans-substantiation. That is a rather advanced one, but nothing beyond your ability, I am sure, " he said.

She had not brought her staff, but Deacon allowed her to borrow his crystal. Gray magic tended to be quite different from the elements. Each spell that the fire or wind Masters taught was much like the first. Gray magic was wholly different from spell to spell. It was like learning a new discipline each time.

The pair decided she would begin by turning a piece of clay into glass. The two substances were fairly similar, and thus the change would be simple. Myranda worked at the spell with Deacon's coaching, but it wasn't easy. The sight of the spell at work was quite unique. Faint waves of energy swept through the clay, leaving thin bands of glass that faded quickly back to normal. After an hour or so of unsuccessful attempts, they decided to rest.

"Well. The falls are quiet today. For now, at least. Calypso indicated that they would give way sooner than expected. Perhaps by the end of the day. Neverth

ce!"

"Then so be it. If I must die so that the world may be spared of this war, let it be done, " she said.

"No, Myranda, I--I. . . Five minutes more, I beg of you!" he said.

"I must--" Myranda tried to answer. Before she did, Deacon was gone. He disappeared inside his hut.

Myranda hurried along. She simply could not be delayed. A terrible din came from Deacon's hut. He sprinted out after her a minute later.

"Wait please!" he said, running in front of her. He carried a bag and an armload of books. The precious tomes spilled to the ground as he finally found the specific one he was looking for. He riffled through the pages and tore one out.

"Here! Take it! Have you the tooth still? Good. With this spell and that tooth you can track him wherever he goes! And the bag! Take the bag! It contains some necessities, an old staff and crystal. Better than yours, but not nearly what you deserve. Oh, if only you would wait until the next time that the way opens. We could give you a crystal worthy of your skill, " he said.

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