By Diane Duane
Because the everlasting malice of the Shadow rises once again to threaten construction with destructions, Freelorn the exiled prince of Arlen stands with 4 others to confront this looming apocalypse. Reissue.
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So much for Eftgan’s messenger, Segnbora thought, standing over the last grave. From the intelligencer’s grave and three others, the souls were long flown, despite the brutality of their deaths. But from the one under the yew tree came a sensation of vague, scattered, helpless loss. There were two souls trapped there, shattered by their murder, trying to coalesce in time to find the Door into Starlight before the strength to pass it was lost. Segnbora swore bitterly, torn with pity for the struggling dead and her own inability to do anything for them.
Harald was strumming changes on Segnbora’s lute, and angling it so the torchlight from the cressets by the inn door would catch the mother-of-pearl inlay. Herewiss dismounted, pulled the saddle off Sunspark, and snapped his fingers. The stallion disappeared, replaced by a great white hound of the kind that runs with the Maiden’s Hunting. The fayhound danced once about Herewiss on its hind legs—bringing ooohs and aaaahs from the audience, for upright it stood two feet taller than he did—then, at his clap, it sat up most prettily and begged.
His wings were spread out flat like a butterfly’s, lying easy on the floor; his neck was curled so that his head lay under one of them in the position Segnbora had tried to achieve before. “That one is insolent,” Hasai said, referring to Sunspark. ” In Dracon the question was rhetorical, and Segnbora had no answer for it. She turned away from Hasai without further thought and opened her eyes again on the evening. There was a sweet sharp hawthorn scent in the air. ” Freelorn said. ” She reached out and picked a white blossom off the hedge past which they were riding, held it to her nose.