His Father’s Eyes – Snippet 06

His Father’s Eyes – Snippet 06

This deepened the myste’s scowl. “There are no guardian angels, Ohanko. There are sorcerers and mystes, and they rarely act out of altruism.”

“So you believe that someone wants me alive for a specific reason?”

“I do not know what to believe. I will have to think on this at greater length.” He started to fade from view. “Tread like the fox, Ohanko. Do not screw up anymore.”

I chuckled. “Thanks, ghost.” Continue reading

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AND AGAIN ON THE HUGO AWARDS

          I swore to myself—again—that I was I was going to stay away from this ruckus after my first two essays (one long, one short) but some of the posts put up on my web site have worn down that resolve.

          A friend of mine once said “ignorance can be fixed; stupid is forever.” I suspect he’s right, but I will sally forth once again in the hopes that some of these seemingly-stupid statements and arguments are really just the product of ignorance.

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1636: The Cardinal Virtues – Snippet 26

1636: The Cardinal Virtues – Snippet 26

Chapter 16

Paris

It began as nothing but a rumor.

The absence of both king and cardinal was scarcely something unusual; but their absence for more than a few days — without information about a royal progress, or some other such event, was certainly out of the ordinary.

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His Father’s Eyes – Snippet 05

His Father’s Eyes – Snippet 05

Chapter 3

The runemystes were created by the Runeclave centuries ago, their collective sacrifice an act so courageous, so selfless that it boggles the mind. Essentially, they were once weremystes, like me — sorcerers who had devoted their lives to the mastery of runecrafting. Thirty-nine of them were sacrificed by the Runeclave, the governing body of their kind, their spirits granted eternal life so that they could be guardians of magic in our world. They were essentially ensorcelled ghosts, although I’d learned over the years that they didn’t like to be referred to as such.

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1636: The Cardinal Virtues – Snippet 25

1636: The Cardinal Virtues – Snippet 25

Chapter 15

Clairefontaine-en-Yvelines

Servien had followed the lead of Jean d’Aubisson, the youngest member of the Cardinal’s Guard, who knew the area far better. The two of them had half-dragged, half-carried Richelieu away from the scene of carnage in the deepening twilight, and somehow had managed to get him onto a horse. The cardinal was in shock: but old habits took over, and he managed to grip the reins as they escaped.

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His Father’s Eyes – Snippet 04

His Father’s Eyes – Snippet 04

“Yeah, smart ass, you have the right to go to jail. Felder would have been happy to fire you and be done with it. But you took shots at me, which makes this armed robbery. You’ll probably wind up doing ten years at Lewis or Florence.”

“Shit,” he said in a whisper.

“No kidding. Of course, if you tell me who you’ve been working with, maybe Felder will decide not to press charges. And maybe I’ll be willing to forget about those shots you fired off.” Continue reading

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1636: The Cardinal Virtues – Snippet 24

1636: The Cardinal Virtues – Snippet 24

Chapter 14

Chateau de Baronville, Beville-le-Comte

Katie Matewski took the queen’s hand by the wrist and looked at her watch, counting the pulses as the second-hand swept around. The watch had belonged to her mother and had probably cost $10 back in the day — but now it was a priceless up-timer artifact, a jewel of the clock-maker’s art crafted in miniature and wrapped around an up-timer’s wrist.

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His Father’s Eyes – Snippet 03

His Father’s Eyes – Snippet 03

I took a long breath, and then I eased around the corner, keeping my back to the building wall, and placing each step as softly as I could. Darby didn’t notice me. I sidled toward him, wondering as I did what spell I ought to try next. Mark was bigger than I had thought — maybe six foot four, and nearly as wide as he was tall. He was soft around the middle, and with his shaggy curls and thick features he bore more resemblance to a pastry chef than to a linebacker, but still he had at least six inches and sixty pounds on me.

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1636: The Cardinal Virtues – Snippet 23

1636: The Cardinal Virtues – Snippet 23

Chapter 13

Paris

The balcony doors were open to the crisp spring air, contrary to the admonitions of all down-time physicians. The view was magnificent: he could see the imposing façade of the Eglise-St.-Eustache, now nearly finished after a century of on-and-off labor.

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His Father’s Eyes – Snippet 02

His Father’s Eyes – Snippet 02

Chapter 2

The image flickered in my scrying stone, like a candle guttering in the wind, before becoming more fixed, more substantial. I hadn’t been sure the spell would work, but there he was — “he” being Mark Darby, an employee at Custom Electronics, in Mesa, who had been stealing computers, phones, stereo equipment, and pretty much anything else you could think of. He was by the loading dock at the rear of the store, shoving boxes into the back of a beat-up old Subaru wagon.

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