The Transall Saga
“What’s that?" Barow pushedthe door open so that Mark could carry in the heavy wooden buckets of water."It’s a wind-powered machine that can bring water up out of the ground.""What sort of nonsense are you filling his head with now?" Megaan knelt by the fire, stirring the stew in a large hanging pot."It isn’t nonsense." Mark set the buckets on the table. "Where I come from no one carries water. It is piped right into your house and when you want some all you have to do is turn a handle and out it comes."Megaan laughed. "And I suppose you can have your choice of boiled or freezing cold?""As a matter of fact, you can.""What will you come up with next? This morning you told him that your people are able to fly above the clouds inside metal birds." Megaan handed Mark a bowl of hot stew. "This is quite a magical place you come from.""Don’t make fun of him, Megaan." Barow pointed at the claw necklace around Mark’s neck. "He is a brave warrior and he knows many things. What about the drawings... he made in the dirt?MoreLess
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