Wee Piggies of Radiant Might by Bill McCurry

Wee Piggies of Radiant Might by Bill McCurry

Author:Bill McCurry [McCurry, Bill]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780984806225
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00


Ten

(Fingit)

“Make it rain toads for me. Or even better, porpoises.”

“I can’t even make it rain water.” Fingit grimaced at Sakaj as they lay side by side on the black grass.

“Well, raise a volcano then. These sorcerers are less interesting than mud. I miss the old days when we could just make things happen to people.”

Fingit ignored that and gazed back up at the Unicorn Town sky with its window onto mankind. There he saw the Nub and his river spirit, arguing among some rocks on a mountain slope. It was at least a three-day journey through these mountains, because Fingit and Sakaj had watched them walk across rocks and gravel for three soul-numbing days.

“I almost wish Cheg-Cheg would try to kill us again.” Sakaj yawned.

“Huh.” Fingit heard the pout in her voice. Four days ago, Cheg-Cheg had roared into Unicorn Town, forcing the gods to flee by jumping back home. The beast had snatched Lutigan and was lifting the God of War to his mouth just as Lutigan abandoned his Unicorn Town body. If Lutigan had been a second or two slower, he’d have been destroyed forever.

In that case, I might have thrown a little party. I wonder what kind of gift Cheg-Cheg would like? Fingit chuckled, drawing a frown from Sakaj. Oh, well, all this useless watching has made me a little irritable too.

Cheg-Cheg had ignored Unicorn Town since that attack, and Fingit had spent most of his time watching the Nub limp along during the daytime and sleep at night. The boy had created a magical false leg to replace his destroyed one, and it looked like he’d done a handy job, though unsightly. Fingit had also eavesdropped on the young man, whose conversations were less informative than the grunting and vomiting of drunken longshoremen, but without any interesting profanity. The Nub hadn’t said anything that gave Fingit good ideas about how to betray the young sorcerer.

“All right.” Sakaj sat up. “Describe the situation to me again. What have you found out? And do it in one sentence, you babbler. I do not need to hear how humans first learned to use fire and cover their private bits.”

Fingit held back a nasty statement about her being a giant whiner. “The Nub is headed for some awful city to free the Murderer and some woman, although why he wants to do it perplexes me. The Farmer severed the Murderer’s hands, thank the nasty Void-beasts for that. That’s justice for that foul-mouthed, irreverent sorcerer. He’s now a eunuch where magic’s concerned, soon to be a corpse where everything’s concerned.” Fingit glared at Sakaj and waited for her to say something about his using more than one sentence.

Sakaj pressed her lips together, but she said nothing about his long-windedness. “Good. I predicted this. The spirit will not accompany the Nub into that city. Men have laid too many stones one against another for her to bear it. The Nub will therefore ask you for help entering the city. He cannot do it without magic if he expects to save the Murderer, or if he even expects to live.



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