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.At first, Lord Duirsar had not been overly worried.The groves and lands within the mythal were large enough tosustain its power for a year or two, by which time help would surely arrive.Then the high mages of the Bellcrest Spire had reminded him that plants need light and water, and the Moon-dark Circle had named a dozen spells that could shut off both.According to Manynests, Lord Duirsar had decided on the spot to create the Long Watch, and that was how Keya knew her duty to be as important as whatever her father and Galaeron were off doing—wherever they were off doing it.Keya selected a wand from her belt and dutifully swept it across the four quarters of the sky, studying its wake of blue radiance for any telltale glimmers of invisibility magic.The wand was one of a trio quietly supplied to each member of the Long Watch by the three towers of high mages.Keya had not known there were that many circles in Evereska until Manynests had "slipped" during a rather curious visit to inform her that Lord Duirsar had not heard from her father and the Swords—a fact well known to all of Evereska.After a day's reflection, Keya had dutifully let it slip in gossip that she had heard from a reliable source that Evereska still had three full towers of high mages.This had done much to reassure her friends, who had promptly spread the secret so efficiently that it was repeated to her twice over the next two days—exactly as Lord Duirsar had intended, she was sure.What she had not passed along was the high mages' concern about the mythal, since she felt certain the bird had, in fact, not meant to reveal that bit of bad news.When Keya found no invisible phaerimm lurking above the mythal, she returned the wand to her belt and started a slow, top-to-bottom scan of the encircling cliffs with her naked eye.She was about halfway around when she noticed a crag hawk circling its nest, claws extended as though it would like to attack but could not.As she had been taught, Keya did not dwell on the spot or immediately reach for a wand, but marked the place in her mind and continued her routine to fool any watching phaerimm.Then, feigning boredom—also a part of Long Watch's meticulouslyrehearsed routine—she yawned and shook her head, studied her nails for a moment, and glanced back to the spot.The bird was still circling.Keya retreated casually down the stairs and found a window from which she could see the hawk.Standing in the shadows, she pulled the first wand from her belt and swept it over the area.She was rewarded with a row of telltale sparkles.For the first time, her heart began to pound with excitement.Though she descended the stairs a dozen times every watch to check on something, this was the first time she had ever found anything suspicious.She pulled her second wand and waved it at the street-side window.The image of a beautiful Gold elf appeared in the window."What is it, Keya? If you are thirsty, I can send a boy with some wine.""No wine, Zharilee." Keya could not keep the excitement from her voice."I've something to report."The Gold elf arched her brow."You're sure?""Crawling down the face of Snagglefang," she said, trying to remember the elements of a good report: what doing what, where, when, how many."A group of invisibles.Maybe a dozen, side-by-side.Just passing the crag hawk's nest.""Crawling, you say? Why would they crawl?"Keya looked back to the cliff, where the invisibles continued to descend in crooked row."It might be a battle line."Zharilee frowned doubtfully."Phaerimm don't need to crawl.Why wouldn't they just float." She let the sentence trail off and grew more serious."I'll send word to Cloudtop.Keep watching."The image faded, leaving Keya to her invisibles.They were descending rapidly, three of the twelve bunched together.She waved a different wand.The cliff drew close enough to see individual crags and crevices, but the wands would not work together and the twinkles were no longer visible.She went back to the first.The invisibles reached the base of the cliff and starteddown the jumbled talus boulders beneath.Several of the other twinkles gathered around the close-bunched trio, helping them over the rough terrain.Was the trio carrying something? No—more likely, they were two carrying a third.A pair of warriors carrying a wounded comrade.Any lingering doubts about their identity vanished.Even had it been phaerimm crawling down the cliff, they would not be carrying wounded.From what she had seen of the thorn-backs, they did not carry their wounded anywhere—least of all into an attack.The invisibles had to be elves—or elf-friends—trying to reach Evereska [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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