The Sword Of The Wormling (2007) - Plot & Excerpts
He simmered several jargid over a fire, along with shock fish and skolers. As twilight approached, and with waves crashing along the shoreline, Owen knelt in the sand by a swaying palmetto, where Mordecai touched both his shoulders with the sword, conferring on him the full rights and responsibilities of a Wormling in the Lowlands. “And, Watcher, I charge you to act and speak in a manner worthy of a Wormling’s aide. The trust he has put in you is sacred. May you live up to his calling.” Mordecai stood on a rock and lifted his voice above the night sounds. He read the scroll in lilting tones in its original language, which sounded as if it had come from heaven itself. After each sentence, he translated. “The Wormling is called as protector and warrior on behalf of the King. It is his sacred duty to follow the King’s wishes and do as he bids. This trust is bestowed upon you not because you have been deemed worthy, but because you have been chosen.” The word chosen rang through Owen’s body like a low note on some magical instrument.
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