By Glen Cook
Prior to there has been Black corporation, there has been the Dread Empire, an omnibus assortment the 1st 3 Dread Empire novels: A Shadow of All Night's Falling, October's child and All Darkness Met.
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Warmth flooded her when her gaze touched one in particular—always emerald—and she was inexorably drawn. Both fear and eagerness grew as she moved nearer. Then, at twenty paces, she laughed joyously and ran forward. Always the same. Nightmare then came roaring from the dark dominions of her mind. Touch the spire—it was a spire no more. With a roar like a fall of jewels, the thing crumbled. From its ruins a terrible dragon rose. Nepanthe fled into a dreamscape that had changed. The city of crystal towers became a forest of angry spears, striking.
The old woman thought he would make a fine farmer some day. He seemed to have a love for tending life. When summer came and the melons fattened, the tomatoes reddened, and the squash grew into green clubs, Varth helped with the harvesting, packing, and the loading of Royal's wagon. The old woman opposed his return to Ilkazar, but Royal thought he had forgotten. So he went with them to market, and a good day they had there. Their crop was one of the earliest in, their produce was exceptional, and Ilkazar was out in force, seeking fresh vegetables.
Look for me this evening, then. Save a squash and a few tomatoes. I've a craving for goulash. And mind where that donkey wanders. " He offered Varth a warm parting smile, sincere in its concern. Varth betrayed no emotion as Royal led the donkey away. " he grew ecstatic. Royal was surprised by his intensity. For a moment, indeed, it seemed the boy might speak. But then he settled into his usual stolidity, revealing only a fraction of his inner joy. So, after the last squash were sold and the three returned to the farm, Royal went to visit the parish priest.
A Cruel Wind: A Chronicle of the Dread Empire by Glen Cook