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Zelia is a priestess with sky-blue skin and strange tempers. Half-human and half-air elemental, she lives uneasily in the College of Healers. Perceived as an outsider, and declared a renegade, she is nevertheless chosen for strange and dangerous task. Ares is an opportunist and adventurer. Neither elf nor human he is another outsider, welcomed by no one, mortal or otherwise. Misfit and outcast meet, and together they discover the possess unimaginable powers of sorcery which they will need to combat the scourge that threatens the land. For the evil necromanceer Queb, long thought dead, has returned...
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The world spun and dipped crazily about them. Zelia heard booming steps, the angry growl of the enraged populace. She saw the bobbing lights oftheir torches, and then nothing. A blackness, a blankness, a void tookthem in, shielding them from all.
And it was cold, so cold.
Thenext thing she knew they were rolling tip over tail in wet grass outside the walls of the city. Zelia performed another graceless somersault asAres flopped next to her, dropping with a grunt. The healer raisedherself gingerly from the ground and looked around. They had landed near their camp. Their horses whickered softly in the trees.
"I'm afraid to ask," Ares said in a deceptively matter-of-fact tone. "What sort of trick was that we just did?"
Pushing the hair out of her face with a sharp clatter of bells, Zelia stared at him a while before speaking. "I don't know. If we did what I think wedid, taking a short cut between plains, but that's impossible."
"That's nice." Ares stood to offer her a hand up, then stared at his open palm, blanched and turned away without comment.
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The world spun and dipped crazily about them. Zelia heard booming steps, the angry growl of the enraged populace. She saw the bobbing lights oftheir torches, and then nothing. A blackness, a blankness, a void tookthem in, shielding them from all.
And it was cold, so cold.
Thenext thing she knew they were rolling tip over tail in wet grass outside the walls of the city. Zelia performed another graceless somersault asAres flopped next to her, dropping with a grunt. The healer raisedherself gingerly from the ground and looked around. They had landed near their camp. Their horses whickered softly in the trees.
"I'm afraid to ask," Ares said in a deceptively matter-of-fact tone. "What sort of trick was that we just did?"
Pushing the hair out of her face with a sharp clatter of bells, Zelia stared at him a while before speaking. "I don't know. If we did what I think wedid, taking a short cut between plains, but that's impossible."
"That's nice." Ares stood to offer her a hand up, then stared at his open palm, blanched and turned away without comment.
The world spun and dipped crazily about them. Zelia heard booming steps, the angry growl of the enraged populace. She saw the bobbing lights of their torches, and then nothing. A blackness, a blankness, a void took them in, shielding them from all.
And it was cold, so cold.
The next thing she knew they were rolling tip over tail in wet grass outside the walls of the city. Zelia performed another graceless somersault as Ares flopped next to her, dropping with a grunt. The healer raised herself gingerly from the ground and looked around. They had landed near their camp. Their horses whickered softly in the trees.
"I'm afraid to ask," Ares said in a deceptively matter-of-fact tone. "What sort of trick was that we just did?"
Pushing the hair out of her face with a sharp clatter of bells, Zelia stared at him a while before speaking. "I don't know. If we did what I think we did, taking a short cut between plains, but that's impossible."
"That's nice." Ares stood to offer her a hand up, then stared at his open palm, blanched and turned away without comment.
And it was cold, so cold.
The next thing she knew they were rolling tip over tail in wet grass outside the walls of the city. Zelia performed another graceless somersault as Ares flopped next to her, dropping with a grunt. The healer raised herself gingerly from the ground and looked around. They had landed near their camp. Their horses whickered softly in the trees.
"I'm afraid to ask," Ares said in a deceptively matter-of-fact tone. "What sort of trick was that we just did?"
Pushing the hair out of her face with a sharp clatter of bells, Zelia stared at him a while before speaking. "I don't know. If we did what I think we did, taking a short cut between plains, but that's impossible."
"That's nice." Ares stood to offer her a hand up, then stared at his open palm, blanched and turned away without comment.
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- PublisherMundania Press LLC
- Publication date2015
- ISBN 10 1606594168
- ISBN 13 9781606594162
- BindingPaperback
- Number of pages216
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