By H. Jonas Rhynedahll
Mar used to be a thief. now not a cutpurse – or, at the least, rarely – yet a real outlaw denizen of the rooftops. He stole from the wealthy, and infrequently from the no longer so wealthy, and, if fact have been to learn, even from the negative if he used to be hungry adequate.
He had grown up at the streets of Khalar, the final urban of the wonderful Empire of the North, and thievery used to be easily the existence that he were dealt.
He took enormous delight within the indisputable fact that he was once a superb thief -- he nonetheless had his head.
But whilst an ill-advised robbery went horribly incorrect and the total urban rose as much as crucify him, he had no selection yet to escape into the nice Waste with an insane scrapper. There he spent his days, baking within the cruel sunlight as he dug for bits of steel in an old sundered city.
And then he stumbled on a door.
And, being a thief, he unlocked it.
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Mar was once a thief. no longer a cutpurse – or, no less than, hardly – yet a real outlaw denizen of the rooftops. He stole from the wealthy, and occasionally from the no longer so wealthy, and, if fact have been to learn, even from the terrible if he was once hungry adequate.
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But whilst an ill-advised robbery went horribly improper and the entire urban rose as much as crucify him, he had no selection yet to escape into the good Waste with an insane scrapper. There he spent his days, baking within the cruel solar as he dug for bits of steel in an historic sundered city.
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Jack Jingly, if you please,” the Mayor said calmly. The leader of the horsemen dismounted and walked slowly toward the table where the Councilmen and their guest had dined. He was a huge man, nearly seven feet tall, and at every step he rang and jangled because of the rings and bells and bracelets that were sewn to his patched jerkin. “Evenin’, Yer Honor,” he said in a gruff chuckle. “Let’s get the business over with,” the Mayor told him. ” “Ah, the boys don’t mean no harm, Yer Honor,” the giant grumbled good-naturedly.
Voices murmured somewhere ahead, sullen as robbed bees. As they drew nearer, Schmendrick thought he could make out a woman’s tone among them. Then his cheek felt firelight, and he looked up. They had halted in a small clearing where another ten or twelve men sat around a campfire, fretting and grumbling. The air smelled of burned beans. A freckled, red-haired man, dressed in somewhat richer rags than the rest, strode forward to greet them. “Well, Jack,” he cried. ” The Last Unicorn | 57 “I don’t know what he is maself,” Jack Jingly rumbled.
Deer love and envy unicorns. Once, a buck in his second summer, prodded forward by his giggling friends, came quite close to her and mumbled without meeting her eyes, “You are very beautiful. ” The unicorn looked silently back at him, knowing that he expected no answer from her. ” He wheeled and dashed away in the moonlight, and his friends followed him. The unicorn lay down again. ” Few were the towns where he was not invited to stable his beautiful white mare and stay the night, and before the children went to bed he would perform in the market square by lantern light.
Orphan (Key to Magic, Book 1) by H. Jonas Rhynedahll