Dragonfang
“It was well lit, and very spacious. On the floor was a thick, richly decorated rug, and on the rug was a scatter of bars with stones attached to their ends. A man lay on his back in the centre of the rug. As Jelindel watched, he lifted a bar, keeping his arms straight until they were above his chest. Then he slowly lowered it again. He was wearing only trousers, and she could see that his muscles were well-defined, although not massive. It seemed to her that he was halfway between Daretor’s mus...cular build and Zimak’s thin frame.
The man sat up, sweat gleaming on his face. Zimak’s face. It was Zimak after a great deal of exercise and careful dieting. A well-trimmed beard covered his chin.
The man noticed the hole that had opened amid the hangings on the wall. Scratching his head, he moved to where a pile of clothes and armour lay. He picked up a sword and backed away slowly to the door.
The sphere held steady. According to Lady Forturian, the bridge between worlds was normally a sphere open at two sides, each end in a different world.MoreLess
The man sat up, sweat gleaming on his face. Zimak’s face. It was Zimak after a great deal of exercise and careful dieting. A well-trimmed beard covered his chin.
The man noticed the hole that had opened amid the hangings on the wall. Scratching his head, he moved to where a pile of clothes and armour lay. He picked up a sword and backed away slowly to the door.
The sphere held steady. According to Lady Forturian, the bridge between worlds was normally a sphere open at two sides, each end in a different world.MoreLess
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