http://scion-of-amber.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] scion-of-amber.livejournal.com) wrote in [personal profile] song_tra_bong 2006-04-12 06:52 am (UTC)

A faint smile, this time impish.

"I paid attention to Dworkin when the others were off sating their desires in various Shadows. Watch." She puts the axe and whetsstone down, and cups her hands. A long moment of thought, and then she opens them and moves them over the ground in a circular fashion. Where her hands pass, the ground is twisted into a miniature city at night.

Torches and lamps light the streets and shine off the golden domes and cliffs, and the water on the right is inky black but bobbing with boats.

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