Water Keep by J. Scott Savage

Author:J. Scott Savage
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Fantasy, Juvenile Fiction, Fantasy & Magic, Action & Adventure, General
ISBN: 9781609073305
Publisher: Shadow Mountain
Published: 2013-01-02T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 34

Sticks and Air

By late that day, the fog had turned into a steady rain and Marcus and Kyja were soaked to the skin, despite their supposedly waterproof cloaks.

“I think the Weather Guardians did this on purpose,” Kyja said.

Marcus grunted, too cold and tired to say more. At least his tailbone didn’t ache like it had after riding Chance all day. He wanted to think it was because he’d become used to riding, but he suspected it was because Galespinner’s gait was so smooth and silent he could barely tell she was moving if he closed his eyes.

For his part, Master Therapass seemed impervious to the rain. Marcus guessed a thick pelt of fur had its benefits. And if Galespinner was bothered by the water, she didn’t show it in the least. In fact she didn’t show much of anything, and Marcus found himself missing Chance’s silliness. He considered trying a knock-knock joke on the mist steed, but was afraid he might offend her.

“Is it time to stop for the night yet?’ he asked Master Therapass, who’d trotted along beside them all day without any rest. The only chance they’d had to stop was for bathroom breaks. Master Therapass insisted they even eat on the move.

The wolf glanced up at him with its dark, gleaming eyes, and Marcus had to remind himself it was actually the wizard inside. At least four feet tall at the shoulders, and with a mouth full of wickedly sharp teeth, he was an intimidating sight. Marcus was glad he was on their side.

“I thought you wanted to learn magic,” Master Therapass said. “Or are you too tired for that?”

“I do,” Marcus stammered. “I mean I’m not.” Early that morning he’d asked Master Therapass how to do magic, hoping the wizard would teach him some special words or ingredients for a potion. He thought Master Therapass had forgotten his request. Apparently he’d been wrong.

The wolf stopped and sniffed the air. “I do not scent any trace of the Dark Circle. Perhaps we can spare a few minutes.”

Kyja watched Master Therapass anxiously as Galespinner pawed the ground.

“When do we start?” Marcus asked. His mind filled with images of wands and glittering powders.

Instead, the wolf picked up a small branch in his jaws and, without a word, threw it at Marcus with a twist of his neck.

Marcus ducked, but not in time to keep the stick from beaning him squarely between the eyes.

“Ouch,” he cried, rubbing his head and trying to ignore the mist steed’s whinny that sounded suspiciously like laughter. “What was that for?”

“Your first magic lesson,” the wolf answered. “Take the branch and throw it back at me.”

What branch? he thought to himself, before realizing the stick which hit him in the head was floating a few inches from his left ear.

“How’d you do that?” he asked, snatching the stick out of the air.

“Throw it at me,” the wolf said.

Marcus wound up and let go. Although his left arm could barely move, his right arm was strong, and he knew the throw was on target as soon as the stick left his hand.

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