Papa Lucy & the Boneman by Jason Fischer

Papa Lucy & the Boneman by Jason Fischer

Author:Jason Fischer
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Outland Entertainment
Published: 2021-08-15T00:00:00+00:00


PART THREE

— THE FAMILY —

— 13 —

It’s easier to think of the realms as if they’re a deck of cards,” Papa Lucy said. “Or a sandwich.”

A small group of students lounged around in his solar. The apprentice sorcerers were recruited into Lucy’s latest great idea: the Academy. Lucy paced the room as a series of icons floated above his head, each picture representing one of the known realms.

“Most of the realms can be reached. Difficult, but not impossible.” He boomed the same loud voice he used indoors or out, whether wenching or hosting the Moot. He gave the impression of transparency, though he kept more secrets than anyone. Everything about the man was lurid, a calculated distraction. He could lie—had lied—but you would love him while he did it to you and make excuses for him even as he robbed you.

Sol, who was not yet the Boneman, liked to sit in on these classes if he was in the neighbourhood. It felt good to finally have another group of young sorcerers on the rise. He longed for the time when they would master their art and when they could have a vibrant academia, a legacy.

Most of all, the brothers missed their fallen comrades, the friends and rivals who’d perished in the Crossing. A sorcerer’s life was a lonely one, and their cadre of five was stagnating of late.

Hesus was the grit in the oyster, of course, but the less said about him the better.

It was a long cry from the Collegia, that marvellous sky-city orbiting the world of Before. Here, they’d brought in anyone with a dribble of talent: riverboys and reavers, beggars and shepherds. The process was frustrating to Sol, who likened it to teaching a remedial class, but Lucy made himself a willing mentor to these accidental sorcerers. It was he who coaxed out their first awkward magics.

“These are the Prime Realms, habitable by men,” Lucy said, “such as Before and Now.” He rearranged the symbols above him, an elaborate planetarium, and Sol smiled. He’d taught a few classes himself and found it just as easy to scratch out marks in the dirt with a stick.

“Prime Realms connect via the Greygulf, and if you can tear a hole in a world veil, you can step from one to another as often as you like.” This was said lightly, of course, before the full consequences were known.

“Above the Greygulf, it’s rumoured that there’s another realm, the Overhaeven. Certain energies can be detected in all of the realms, but we’ve not been able to find the source. A mystery, even in the Before.”

Sol had wrestled with the Overhaeven theory for a full year, but he’d given up when Bertha came along. It seemed more profitable to shift his studies to the Underfog, even if necromancy was the sorcerer’s equivalent of taking up a trade. Good money in it, back before the breaking of the old world. Before their great escape.

“The Greygulf rests on top of the Aum, the reflecting realm. Entered through mirrors and shadow.



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