Minor Works of Meda Juliette Caruso by Juliette Caruso EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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FORTUNE SAVE ME FROM the incompetence of men. Even if Kalcedon,
in truth, was only half a man.
In the calm waters of the bronze scrying bowl, the world played out in
miniature. The warship looked as small as a fish-craft. I knew it wasn’t—
knew it was larger than any boat that sailed our isle of Nis-Illous. On deck,
two dozen uniformed, weaponed sailors the size of ants performed a
frenzied dance of preparation as their ship approached a rock lined bay.
When the bird’s eye we watched through dove, my vision plummeted
towards one of the deck’s large skein-bows so fast I felt I was falling, so
fast my bare toes curled to grip the steady stone floor of the tower’s
workshop.
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Abruptly, the ship dimmed, as if a cloud blew overhead… or as if the
magic had slipped. I stopped writing, my reed pen poised over the page I
was recording the vision on. My eyes rose anxiously away from the image
and towards the spell above it.
Three of us stood around the scrying bowl. It was a beaten bronze dish,
hip-height, as wide across as I was tall. Mistress Eudoria, my employer, was
too focused on her own sigil-work to notice the way the spell strained.
Eudoria’s crooked fingers swept deftly through the air, focusing her portion
of the enchantment and hunting out the conversation we sought.
Kalcedon, Eudoria’s apprentice, was the problem. The half-fae man had a
bored expression on his gray face.
His smallest finger had begun to tremble. I watched the subtle movement,
noting the smudge of red garden soil he hadn’t washed away before coming
inside. The magic wrapped around his fingers shimmered and frayed
against his gray skin, threatening to drop the entire working if he didn’t find
control again soon.
Eudoria’s spell wasn’t a simple one. It started with the sigil Leferin,
cycled through a dozen permutations of Eldrezar’s phrasing, and only went
on from there. I knew it must have hurt to hold it in place for so long, but it
was like Kalcedon didn’t even feel the need to try.
The sound of wind buffeted my ears. A woman called an order, voice like
thunder. A chorus of sailors replied. But I paid no attention to what anyone
in the vision was saying.
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