![]() ![]() Her neighbors figured that she was jealous of their sudden good luck, or worse, that she was trying to take advantage of them by preventing them from using the mysterious magical power they suddenly all had. She’d been the most vocal naysayer in the town meetings that followed the sudden, inexplicable rise in the accessibility of magic four months ago, and no one in town had forgotten that fact. “Don’t reckon it needs to be, do you? Plenty of magic to go round nowadays-not just for you big-city magickers like it used to be.”įaia didn’t argue with her neighbor, although she disagreed vehemently with what Magdar had said. “Doesn’t look very stable,” she offered at last. She looked southwest and discovered that she could see Gammitch’s magic-built tower rising over Omwimmee Trade-a thin green line that stretched skyward like a thread stiffened and stood on end. ![]() Reckon he’ll be for stopping at your doorstep, same as the rest, eyah?”įaia ignored the last remark. He plans to go hunting another missus soon as he finishes it. ![]() Thin as a needle and tall as the heavens, eyah-sparkles in the daylight like a big block of southern ice. “Thought I did.” She smiled again, and said, “You really ought to see the new tower Gammitch Leech is for magicking up-over to the corner of Warren and Fancy, it is. Magdar gave her a purse-lipped little smile. “I suppose the new magic is cutting into your other business, eh?” Faia’s neighbor stopped to study the sign. ![]()
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