The lord of the Dreaming had been making arrangements. A new room had been added to the castle, its furnishing an act of great care assisted by Lucien's research, Merv's general services, Matthew's advice, and, perhaps most important, a few wise words from Eve. The new room was a nursery, made to accommodate twins, and was nearly complete ( Read more... )

The Lord of the Sleeping Marches stroked his chin in thought, brooding on recent events. There was a Corinthian in the Nexus. The nightmare obeyed him for the time being, but he could not guess at its purpose there, nor how long its obedience would stand. Moreover, it was not the Corinthian he had made--some trace of that familiar being lurked ( Read more... )

Into that lightless place bled a tiny streak of color, weak and pale. Bit by bit it spread, seeping up into a sky streaked with a few wisps of cloud. Tenuous as it was, the light above began to illuminate the shape of the land below; gradually hills and plains gained definition, gathering color as children gather wildflowers, until the greenery was ( Read more... )

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