A Bad Spell In Yurt - Wizard Of Yurt - 1 - Plot & Excerpts
It wasn't very much snow, a light dusting in the courtyard, but as evening came on it rose and whirled in the wind, and made al of us in the great hal linger around the fireplace after supper. Through the tal windows, I could see the moon, slightly orange and half obscured by whipping clouds, what Gwen told me they cal ed in Yurt a witch's moon. The Lady Maria had been talking about dragons at supper. The combination of Zahlfast's visit and the first volume of Ancient and Modern Necromancy, which I had given her to read when the first-grammar continued to prove frustrating, had given her enough information about the northern land of wild magic that she was talking as though she wanted to go there herself. "But Maria, it's terribly cold even here!" said one of the other ladies with a laugh. "Think how much colder it would be so much further north." "Then maybe I'l try to go there in the summer," she said, undeterred. "Or maybe a dragon would come here." The other ladies, who clearly did not believe in dragons, or if they did certainly believed they had nothing to do with Yurt, al laughed thoroughly at this.
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