Moon Dreams by Brad Strickland

Author:Brad Strickland [Strickland, Brad]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction
ISBN: 9781497611252
Amazon: B00J90EVYS
Publisher: Open Road Media
Published: 1988-05-02T07:00:00+00:00

But he awoke with a start well before dawn. He got out of bed—the room was icy, what with the broken window, and the stone floor froze his feet—and dressed without bothering to light the lamp. He clattered down the circular stair and through the sleeping palace to Tremien's study.

Tremien was there, slumped behind his desk. Barach was just turning from the hearth, where he had started a fire.

“Did you call?” Jeremy asked.

In a slow voice heavy with grief, Tremien said, “He is indeed becoming a magician. No, Jeremy, we did not call.”

“But I thought—”

Barach turned away from the crackling fire. “You felt a cry for help, Jeremy. A movement in the lines of magical power. Not many young magicians are so sensitive.”

Jeremy looked from Barach to Tremien. Both men were grim and shocked. “What happened?”

“The Hag,” Barach said. “She has Kelada.”

“Nul is on his way to report now,” Tremien said. “He will be here any moment.”

“Kelada—captured?”

“And by a servant of our enemy,” Barach added. “It is a heavy loss.”

“We've got to get her back!”

Tremien glared at him. “Young fool, you do not know what you say! The Hidden Hag is a formidable foe, as steeped in lore as I am, and younger. We have no one to send!”

“Send me,” Jeremy said.

A weak voice came from behind him: “Mage, I think you must send him.”

Jeremy turned. Nul stood there swaying, one orange eye swollen closed, a great gash in his shoulder trickling blood. Barach started forward, but Jeremy reached the pika first, caught him as he fell. “Nul—”

A three-fingered hand waved him off. “Must report. Mage Tremien, it is worse than you feared. Shadow-men are strong, strong. Must rescue Kelada.”

“You need a healer,” Barach said, kneeling beside Nul. “I'll send for Melodia.”

“Yes,” the pika agreed. “Need her. Need Jeremy. Must face the Hag now—or we lose all.”

“I'll go,” Jeremy said again.

Tremien put his hands on his desk and pushed himself up as if he were raising the weight of the world. “I think you may have to. Apprentice—Jeremy—we'll do what we can.” The old wizard closed his eyes. “Dear God in heaven, boy, I am sorry for you.”

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