Vlad Taltos - 04 Taltos (series prequel) by Steven Brust

Author:Steven Brust [Brust, Steven]
Format: epub
Tags: Fantasy, Action & Adventure, Vlad Taltos
ISBN: 9783608935776
Publisher: Klett-Cotta
Published: 2002-06-30T08:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9

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The object of my desire was there, and I needed it here. I had forged

most of those links already: there was represented by a quivering

knife, here was the glowing rune. But more, I had to break a spatial

barrier and cause a thing to exist that did not, while destroying a

thing that did, yet in fact do neither of these, merely cause a spatial

readjustment.

If that sounds confusing to listen to, try doing it.

I had become a thing of rhythm and wave, sight and sound, of a

wavering landscape and a humming knife and a glowing rune and a

pulse.

They were united in my will and in the symbols before me. Think of it

as a cosmic juggling act in the mind, and you’ll have about the right

idea.

I was getting to the hard part.

We rested under the open sky that night, which sounds romantic but

wasn’t, and ought to have been chilly but Morrolan fixed that. I don’t

like the hard ground, but it was better than it could have been.

Morrolan doesn’t snore, and if I do he never mentioned it.

We didn’t have any cooking gear with us, but we didn’t need any, what

with Morrolan being along. I drank tea from an invisible glass and ate

bread that hadn’t been with us the night before and berries that were

growing all around us, nice and ripe.

I stared at the slowly diminishing cylinder of liquid in my hand and

said, “Now, that’s the sort of magic I’d like to be able to do.”

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Morrolan didn’t deign to answer. The good stuff is always difficult.

We resumed our walk. It was a nice warm day, and I saw the distant

peaks of mountains.

I said, “Is that our destination?”

Morrolan nodded.

I said, “How long a walk would you say that is?”

“It doesn’t matter. When we get close enough to make out a few

details, we’ll teleport again.”

“Oh.”

It was, I have to say, hard to stay hostile to the man next to me, if only

because the day was nice and the walk so pleasant. Birds sang, the

wind rustled, and all that sort of thing.

Loiosh flew above me and occasionally disappeared for brief intervals

when he found something to scavenge. I could feel that he was

enjoying himself. From time to time I would catch sight of wild jhereg,

flying high above us, but Loiosh and I ignored them.

We stopped around midday, and Morrolan conjured more food for us.

I don’t know whether he was creating it from thin air or teleporting it

from somewhere. I suspect the former because it tasted pretty bland.

As we ate, Morrolan studied the mountains that were slowly growing

before us as we walked. As we stood up, he announced, “Not yet. We

need to be closer.”

That was fine by me. We resumed our walk, and all was well with the

world.

I wondered if I’d be dead by this time tomorrow.

I got a message the next day to see Nielar. This time I was to meet him

at his office—in back of the shereba game, which was in turn in back

of a small sorcery supply shop.

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