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Out of the Frying Pan
by Elisabeth Waters

Category: Fantasy
Description: Eirthe, a candlemaker under a curse, hires the mercenary magician/minstrel Lythande to help her break it.
eBook Publisher: Marion Zimmer Bradley Literary Works Trust, 1991 Sword and Sorceress 8
eBookwise Release Date: December 2005

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Words: 2987
Reading time: 8-11 min.


Eirthe scowled at the invisible wall she had just walked into. "Now how do I get past this?" she demanded, shoving back the long black braid that had come unpinned at the impact and fallen forward over her right shoulder.

The salamander perched on her left shoulder leaned forward to sniff delicately at the barrier. Hmmn. I'd say you need a magician.

"A magician?" Eirthe looked about her in dismay. The cone of the volcano she was trying to reach loomed up ahead of her, and the ground underfoot was a grey-black flow of cooled hardened lava--though 'cooled' was a relative term. Eirthe could feel the heat even through the thick soles of her boots, though it was not quite hot enough to scorch the hems of her skirt and cloak. Alnath, of course, was impervious to heat; to a salamander even the heart of the volcano would be a pleasant environment. But neither the heat under her feet nor the small orange flames Alnath was putting out near her left ear could make Eirthe feel other than cold. "Really, Alnath, where do you expect me to find a magician around here?"


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