The Soprano Sorceress: the First book of the Spellsong Cycle
“On the one hand, she hated feeling cooped up. On the other, she hated walking out into the oven that the liedburg became every afternoon. Even the ramparts were empty, as sentries hugged the few shadows. The banner of Neserea hung limply from the flagstaff that rose above the wall that surrounded the portcullis gate.
She glanced back at the lutar on the bed, surrounded by scraps of paper on which were jotted words and musical notations that represented potential spells. She rubbed her neck and ...shook her hand to loosen her fingers, fingers that had developed calluses from the lutar practice over the past weeks.
The heavy knocker on the tower door thunked twice.
After taking a deep breath, the sorceress crossed the floor and opened the door.
Menares stood on the landing.
“Come in, counselor.” Anna held the door, then closed it behind the heavyset advisor.
“It is so pleasant here.”
“I’m glad you find it so.”
After settling himself into the wooden armchair, the counselor cleared his throat.MoreLess
She glanced back at the lutar on the bed, surrounded by scraps of paper on which were jotted words and musical notations that represented potential spells. She rubbed her neck and ...shook her hand to loosen her fingers, fingers that had developed calluses from the lutar practice over the past weeks.
The heavy knocker on the tower door thunked twice.
After taking a deep breath, the sorceress crossed the floor and opened the door.
Menares stood on the landing.
“Come in, counselor.” Anna held the door, then closed it behind the heavyset advisor.
“It is so pleasant here.”
“I’m glad you find it so.”
After settling himself into the wooden armchair, the counselor cleared his throat.MoreLess
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