hundred years ago if the stories crediting him with a hundred-year reign are correct. Colossae was a city with over a million people, three times the size of Taela, and only the Travelers remember its name."
"Where did it lie?"
"I don't know," answered Seraph. "It doesn't matter. The city is protected against intruders."
"Is?"
"As far as I know the city is still there - if it weren't, the Stalker would be free. The people died along with the less tangible things that make up a community and the bones of the city seal the Stalker's prison.
Jes turned from where he was examining one of the walls, which had a mural depicting a forest scene. "If this is all illusion, then why were the ancient wizards so concerned about the mermori?"
Seraph smiled and headed through a narrow doorway. The room beyond was twice as big as the first room and the walls were lined with shelves of books.
"This is what they tried to save - within these buildings is all that they knew of magic. But many of the languages the books are written in were lost. I know only four or five. My father knew more - and I fear they are lost with him, and with the others who are gone, because I hold almost half the mermori that were made."
Chapter 4
"Go catch some fish for dinner, you two." Seraph made shooing motions at Lehr and Rinnie. "I'll take care of the breakfast dishes and getting the plowing equipment ready. There'll be work enough for us all in the coming weeks, and we've but little salt meat left. I for one will be glad of some river trout. You two pack a lunch and catch what you can."
"What about the stew we made with Jes's rabbit yesterday, Mother?" said Lehr. "There's plenty left. Checking the harness won't take all day; we should get started on the fields as soon as we can."
"Tomorrow is soon enough for plowing," Seraph replied firmly. "Gura ate the last of the stew this morning." Or he would as soon as she fed it to him. She needed time and quiet to think.
"Papa would not leave you unprotected," said Lehr, clearly torn between duty and pleasure.
Rinnie tugged at his sleeve. "I think Gura is enough to scare off anyone - you know how he is with strangers. And how often do people come here?"
Lehr clenched his jaw. "I haven't seen Jes this morning," he said.
"He spent the night in the woods," Seraph replied. "I expect he'll be back this evening. If you see him, you might tell him I'm baking bread today."
"He'll be home then for sure," said Rinnie. She'd already collected cheese and crackers in a cloth and was busy tying it together. "Come on, Lehr. If we don't get out soon, the fish won't bite."
His resolve broke. He kissed Seraph on the forehead, grabbed his sister's arm, and made for the barn, where they stored the fishing gear.
Seraph smiled after them and turned back to wash up after breakfast and begin mixing dough for bread.
"Aren't we going to the river?" asked Rinnie, lifting her skirts to scramble up a rise behind Lehr. It wasn't often that she got to join in on fishing expeditions. Usually it was just Lehr, or sometimes Lehr and Jes. When she went, she had to go with Papa and Mother.
"Not first. I thought we'd try the creek. Jes showed me a good place where he says the trout like to sun. I haven't tried it yet, but - "
"But if Jes says it's good, we're sure to catch something," replied Rinnie happily.
The soft leather sole of her shoe skidded on a rock, and Lehr turned and caught her shoulder to steady her before she fell.
"Be a little more careful," Lehr said sternly. "The rocks are still wet with snow runoff here. I don't want to bring you back with too much damage."
Rinnie made a face at him behind his back then paid strict attention to her feet so he wouldn't have to help her again. He wasn't a bad older brother - if he'd just quit trying to be Papa.
Rinnie watched her brother's back as he navigated the zigzag route through old downed trees. Hard muscle filled last year's shirt and stretched the shoulders taut. He'd need a new shirt soon. She sighed; she knew who would get to sew that shirt. Mother could sew, but she didn't like it.
She wondered when they'd meet up with Jes. She'd never gone