Tywacomb-2d03061– BRIDGES, BARGES, AND LOCAL POLITICS
Journal of Steven Caplan: Day 80
This has been some vacation. Hike across the continent in one direction, only to reverse course once we get to the first stop. In the meantime the people with the real prize are running in a third direction. I have been doing some math - give or take, Caspian and I are in excess of 1500 miles since we started, and maybe more than that.
The last week has been nothing but rolling prairie. Open range for large herds, a few areas of fenced or walled farmlands, occasional stands of trees around pools on the streams that give shape to the land. A few towns here and there, though mostly little bigger than villages, where people congregate punctuated by irrigation and sanitation canals and pools. Most of the houses and barns are like those I saw in the Jemed Highlands – dug-out structures with sod or thatched roofs sticking out of the side of the tallest local hill. Caspian says that there are three such larg
Tywacomb-2d02056– FAREWELLS AND FAIR WATERS
Rox put the chains into the bag she had been putting her last things into, closed it, and took one last look around. Everything else that she had acquired or been given was already gone. Then picking up the stick and bag, she started out the door. In the hall Linell quickly run over to Rox, hugged her, said thank you, and ran back to her chores.
The feel of a child’s arms around her was a lingering reminder as Rox strode the halls of The Palace. Down several levels across the complex and down into the stables.
The King and Queen were waiting in the stables, to the mild surprise of Roxanne. However she was privately gratified to see the royal couple holding hands. Both were simply dressed, with the only part of their costuming that betrayed any royal status being the gold collars each wore. Two blue uniformed body guards were in proximity.
Roxanne curtseyed on their acknowledging her presence. “Your Majesties.”
The King spoke.
053– MAGIC MIRRORS, PLANS, AND SHOPPING
Caspian puttered around in a strange work shop; not that The Sorceress was messy or under supplied, but that this was her place, and not his. He had been brought here after finishing breakfast. He and The Sorceress and Rox had set to work once Caspian understood what was going on. On one table Caspian had a small fire heating a sheet of metal with four circles of gold powder slowly liquefying. Next to this he mixed various ingredients to make a resin. When satisfied, he had Steven and Roxanne each put a hair onto one of the gold circles, then put one each he had acquired at their home for each child, and poured the resin over top. The Sorceress spoke an incantation over each as Caspian poured. When all four were done, Caspian put out the magic fire under the sheet and let things cool as he put the supplies back where he got them from.
As the four disks cooled, The Sorceress turned the Caplan’s attention to her mirror.