Children of Enchantment (2009)
“He rose as the light changed from gray to gold and tucked the covers carefully around Peregrine’s sleeping body. He dressed in the clothes he had worn yesterday. Except for smudges and creases, nothing suggested his ordeal. He picked up his boots and carried them to the outer room and sat in the chair to pull them on.
The hair prickled at the back of his neck as he looked at first one, and then the other. They were his oldest boots, scuffed at the heels, the stitching pulled loose and the l...eather almost worn through at the toes. He ran his fingers slowly over the surface. The boots were whole, as they had been when new. The stitching was perfectly in place, the leather across the toes as thick as when it was first cut. It was not even as if some master had mended them, for while human hands could have replaced the stitching, they could never have fabricated leather where it had been worn away.
He put them on reluctantly.
He stopped by the kitchens and took a mug of hot cider and half a loaf of bread and went to the barracks where he knew he’d find Brand.MoreLess
The hair prickled at the back of his neck as he looked at first one, and then the other. They were his oldest boots, scuffed at the heels, the stitching pulled loose and the l...eather almost worn through at the toes. He ran his fingers slowly over the surface. The boots were whole, as they had been when new. The stitching was perfectly in place, the leather across the toes as thick as when it was first cut. It was not even as if some master had mended them, for while human hands could have replaced the stitching, they could never have fabricated leather where it had been worn away.
He put them on reluctantly.
He stopped by the kitchens and took a mug of hot cider and half a loaf of bread and went to the barracks where he knew he’d find Brand.MoreLess
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