Kendra Kandlestar and the Search for Arazeen by Lee Edward Födi

Author:Lee Edward Födi
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Simply Read Books
Published: 2015-01-15T00:00:00+00:00

KENDRA CHARGED TOWARDS HER UNCLE, wand in hand, hurling spells. On this day, the old wizard had decided to use a bridge as the arena for their obstacle course. It was so damaged and ruinous that it required no preparation, for it was sprinkled with fallen stones from the once-magnificent towers above and pitted with gaping holes. The railings on either side had been so smashed by the Unger attack that the few portions left standing seemed like busted teeth.

Yes, there was danger everywhere, but at this moment Kendra was undaunted. Her mind was in a zone, sharp as an Unger sword; she could feel everything before her as plainly as if she could see it.

Or perhaps better.

Uncle Griffinskitch fired bolts from his staff; she deftly sidestepped them. He threw stones and the fragments of broken lumabloom pots. She ducked and dodged, avoiding every missile.

Then, just like that, she reached him. She sensed the surprised wizard lift his staff to fire—but Kendra beat him to it. A light zap from her wand sent him tumbling to the ground with a satisfying “oomph.”

Gasping, Kendra collapsed against a broken stone. During the moment, the victory had seemed so easy to achieve—but in truth it had taken such extreme focus that she now felt as if she might pass out from the exertion. Then, as she slowly regained her strength, something occurred to her. “Did you go easy on me?” she asked suspiciously.

“Humph. Certainly not.”

“I bested you then? For real?” Kendra asked.

“Indeed.”

“I . . . I can’t believe it.”

“You should,” her master said. “You are powerful, Kendra. And you have taken one step closer to understanding the mystery of Een magic. It’s a step that most wizards don’t take until much later in life.”

“How can that be?” Kendra wondered. “I mean—shouldn’t I be . . . I mean, I’m blind.”

“Days of Een!” Uncle Griffinskitch exclaimed. “Tell me, why is it that you so steadfastly refuse to understand that your blindness is not an affliction? It is a gift! Listen: The darkness is your teacher, Kendra. Not your master.”

Kendra felt a shiver go down her back—for at that moment something clicked inside of her. “What? What did you say?” She fell to her knees, overwhelmed by the memory that was taking shape in her mind. At first it was blurred and watery, like trying to see through a window in a rainstorm. But then it was as if someone had wiped the glass clean, and everything came into focus.

She remembered Burdock on his throne. She remembered Opi and Oji and the other Eenlet prisoners. She remembered the Knights of Winter Woodsong.

But, most of all, she remembered the old sorceress herself and her chilling words: “The darkness is your teacher. Not your master.”

“Kendra? What is it?” Uncle Griffinskitch urged.

“I . . . I remember,” she murmured.

“Remember what?”

“Een!” Kendra exclaimed, anxiously yanking a braid. “It’s in terrible danger.”

“How do you know?”

“I . . . I have seen it,” she explained. “When I lost my eyes, I had .

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