The Song the Ogre Sang by Peter Fane

Author:Peter Fane [Fane, Peter]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: fantasy, Dragonpunk
ISBN: 9780985821203
Publisher: Silver Goat Media
Published: 2019-12-18T22:00:00+00:00

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LITTLE DAN WASN’T very good at counting, but he’d been trying hard to count the stairs as he and the Chief, Val, Benjy, and Zebber followed the tall captain—Captain Durn—up and up and up. Dan would count ten stairs, which was about as far as he could count, and then he’d start over, and then he’d start that over again, too. There were a lot of stairs. And he didn’t want to fall behind, because a good soldier was a good marcher—but some of the stairs were so darn tall, and he was getting tired even though he was trying hard to keep up. Finally, Captain Durn picked him up and carried him, and that was fine, except that the Chief kept giving him those mean looks, and that was making Dan feel funny.

After a while, they finally got to the Tarn’s big Square. It was open to the sky. There were coppery trees on the walls and roofs, and the Tarn’s big silver Gate was there in the middle. Captain Durn set Dan down on the ground and said, “Keep up, now.”

But Dan couldn’t keep up.

He couldn’t even move.

Because the big Gate in the Square was singing!

Sister’s truth, it was!

The Gate’s song sounded like Stormy’s song, in some ways. But in other ways, it was different. Older and sadder and more tired. There were five adepts in their blue robes at the Gate. They were all singing, too. Two adepts knelt on each side of the Gate like they were supposed to, and one adept stood in the middle, inside the Gate’s silvery mist. The adept in the middle was little. Her blue hood was pulled back and her little arms were held out as she sang. As she sang, soldiers and wagons and ogres and oxen and carts and creatures and dragons came through the Gate, stepping and flying and rolling through the Gate’s silvery fog. They were coming from other worlds, Dan knew. That little adept in the middle was little, but she was a good singer. Yes, sir! Dan could feel her voice through his entire body, from head to toe, her song winding under the Gate’s deep music, giving the Gate some help, showing him the way. An image in Dan’s mind: A little girl in a blue robe walking down a smooth beach with a giant old man, leading him along with a silver string tied around one of his big fingers. Dan nodded. He didn’t understand the little singer’s words, but he could feel that her song was good and right, just like when he was singing with Stormy.

Everywhere else in the Square, lots of work was going on, everyone getting ready to fight, the whole place moving with people, shouting and working with the Gate’s music below it all. A little snow was falling, but there wasn’t any wind. Dan opened his mouth to catch some snow on his tongue. There were big towers above him vanishing into the clouds, so tall he couldn’t see their tops, and all those coppery trees, too.

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