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"Legend of the Twelve Regions"
The Weave... Gia heard the sounds of celebration outside her farm. She rose up from her bed, joints aching, throat raw, her feet absolutely killing her. She did not feel good at all. The fight against the Shadow Magi had been tough, and the fight against the Calders even tougher. With how poorly she felt, it was tough to remain as smart as a seer needed to be. She paused, took as deep a breath as she could, and cleared her mind. The sound of celebration drew closer. She walked to her door to see what the cause of the commotion was. "Gia!" yelled Kolte. "They're gone! The Weave is free from invaders!" The crowd behind Kolte cheered. Gia could sense it, too, and she smiled broadly. "Come--(cough cough) come on in for some milk and tuk-berry cookies, and tell me all about it!" she said. Kolte, Taisa, and Bo'Ahsa filed into the small farmhouse with Gia, while the rest of the crowd danced and sang outside. "We did just like you said, we followed them and hit them constantly, sending in dream creatures from first one side, then the other, and then above, and below. We put everything we had into it. But they were tough, the Calders are always tough." "I know," said Gia, placing a tray of warm cookies in the center of the table. "And they killed a lot of the grass. I think they need to be taught a lesson, don't you?" "Absolutely," said Kolte. "So as I was saying, we put everything we had into it, and they fought hard. So just when we were exhausted, we weaved a road for them back to Cald. They took the hint and ran. But I think they would have stayed if they'd only known how tired we were. We wore ourselves out." "That's the strength of the Weave, young one," said Gia professorially. She sat down in her chair, but it was not clear whether it was the chair that creaked, or her aching joints. "Deception and opportunity. Use them whenever you can." |
The others around the table nodded assent. "We owe it all to you, Gia," said Taisa. "If you hadn't thrashed the Shadow Magi so badly, there would have been trouble. And you really helped out against the fireflingers, too." "Yeah," agreed Bo'Ahsa. "Hey, these are good cookies, Gia, may I have some more?" "Of course," said Gia with a smile. "Victory makes them taste even sweeter, doesn't it?" She shuffled over to the kitchen and brought back another plateful. As she sat back down, she said, "Having those two enemies out of the Weave helps matters, but we're not safe yet." "Why not?" chorused the other three Magi. "There is still Naroom," said Gia moodily. "The Dark Twins control the most powerful region in the Moonlands, and have access to its magic. They are already reaching into Kybar's Teeth and the Underneath. It won't be long before they turn their eyes here. I'm going to need some help if I am to keep the Weave free of their influence." She shook her head slowly. "I don't know how I'm going to be able to do it." Kolte, ignoring the weight of Gia's words to preserve his happy mood, looked over at Taisa and Bo'Ahsa and said, "All right, friends, let's start getting ready to strike back at Cald!" He scooped up the sole remaining cookie from the second plate and ran back outside. The others followed him, slamming the door behind them. Outside, Gia could hear Kolte's voice shouting, "Three cheers for Gia! Hooray! Hooray! Hooray!" But she just set her chin on her hand and thought.
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