Shadowmarch #02 - Shadowplay by Tad Williams

Author:Tad Williams [Williams, Tad]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fantasy, Epic, Fiction, General, Fantasy Fiction, Magic, Twins, Gods, Fantasy Fiction; American, Fate and Fatalism, March Kingdoms (Legendary Place), King Olin Eddon (Fictitious Character)
ISBN: 9780756405441
Google: 39BKqg-5kakC
Amazon: 0756405440
Publisher: DAW
Published: 2007-01-01T23:00:00+00:00

he almost bumped into the Magister nearest the end, but at last made Ins way to the Outcrop and stood at the edge of the circular floor, the tall stone chairs of the Highwardens on his left, the stone benches of the Magislers at his right.

As Chaven repeated the story that others had already related, Chert felt a flush of guilty gratitude that the physician did not know all of the tale. Because of Chaven's seeming madness on the subject of mirrors, Chert had chosen to keep back the full story of Flint's glass, and likewise had not told the officers of the Guild about his own journey under Brenn's Bay to meet the victorious Twilight People in mainland Southmarch. Chert still had no idea what any of that meant, but feared that if he told Cinnabar and the others that he had actually handed something over to the Quiet Folk, as they were sometimes euphemistically called, something that the boy had brought from behind the Shadowline in the first place, the Guild might de¬cide keeping the boy was a risk that Funderling Town could not afford.

And that would be the end of me, he thought. My wife would never speak to me again. And, he realized, I'd miss the boy something fierce.

"You realize, Chaven Makaros," said the Water Stone Highwarden, Travertine, "that by coming here, you may have embroiled our entire set¬tlement in a struggle with the current lords of Southmarch." He gave the physician a stern look. "We have a saying, 'Few are the good things that come from above,' and nothing you have done makes me inclined to think we should change it."

Even with his head bowed Chaven still towered above the Highwardens. "I was wounded, feverish, and desperate, my lords. I did not think of greater matters, but only hoped to find help from my friend, Chert of the Blue Quartz. For that, I apologize."

"Foolishness is no excuse!" called out Chert's brother Nodule. Several of the other Magisters rumbled their approval of the sentiment.

"But desperation may bring true allies together," said Cinnabar, and many other Magisters nodded. During his brief time in power, Hendon Tolly had taken all building around the castle out of the hands of Funderlings, keep¬ing his plans secret and using handpicked men of his own brought in from Summerfield. Many of the Funderling leaders already feared for their liveli¬hood—work on sprawling Southmarch Castle had provided much of their income in recent years. Chert suspected that as much as anything else might make them more willing to take risks than usual.

"Does anybody else wish to speak?" asked Highwarden Sard after a long

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