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The Prophecy (The Elfin Guild Saga) Savage Terhune

The Prophecy (The Elfin Guild Saga)

Savage Terhune

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A fantasy author finds out what a real fantasy world is like when she walks into a store and wakes up in the middle of a stone circle with a Dwarf. Here are a few exerpts: Slowly she remembered something her mother had told her: ‘You are of manyMoreA fantasy author finds out what a real fantasy world is like when she walks into a store and wakes up in the middle of a stone circle with a Dwarf. Here are a few exerpts: Slowly she remembered something her mother had told her: ‘You are of many worlds. Earth will not be your home forever. One man will come who will take you away and you will be his mate for life, he will be all you ever need. You have no choice you must give yourself to him and your magic will increase nine fold. This you will remember when you meet him.’ No other dwarf will bother you but other species will consider you to be fair game.” Her eyes widened, “Other species?” “I forget, Morgana, you know nothing of these worlds. We’ll have to educate you in the subtle nuances of these barbarian worlds you have been thrown into.” “What about the magic?” She was finally beginning to relax and her curiosity took over. “You are a Mage. I have a little magic, enough to do a few things other than my Smith craft. I’m one of the strongest Smith mages in this generation. You saw through the illusion that masked my skin color from humans. Dwarves work with stone, minerals and gems. My preference is to work with tourmaline. It comes in a full spectrum of colors, a rainbow if you will. My skin color and eyes reflect those colors.” Lokthor focused on Morgana’s expressive eyes, “Your eyes change colors to match your emotions. That means you have a strong Dwarf for a recent ancestor.” “Will my skin change color?” Morgana sounded worried. Chuckling he replied, “No, only males work stone and transform.” She looked relieved and then thought it might insult him. She stuttered, “It looks f-f-fine on you.” Lokthor laughed. “What would have happened if the Minotaur had killed me?” Lokthor stopped walking, “What Minotaur?” “When I blinked out of your arms I appeared on an altar. A Minotaur stood over me with a blade. He was very excited to see me. He ripped my clothes off my body and prepared to stab me. I decided I was better off returning to you.” It took a minute for Lokthor to process that information. “You appeared on an altar in a stone circle with a Minotaur? Was there only one Minotaur?” “I think the circle was ringed by Minotaur. Is it important?” “We are not on good terms with the Minotaur. They exist in another world and occasionally are brought here to fight. The behavior you described is very unusual. I’ll have to report it.” Lokthor shook his head. “To answer your question, I would have felt your loss and because I was alone I would have killed myself.”