Dog and Dragon (Dragon's Ring)

Dog and Dragon (Dragon's Ring)

Dave Freer

Language: English

Pages: 304

ISBN: 1451638116

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub


The sequel to Dragon's Ring. A wry and clever young heroine coming into her magical powers is flung into the midst of power struggles and momentous battles in a medieval-style world where her coming may be the answer to a long-awaited prophecy of liberation from tyrannical rulers.

#2 in the Dragon’s Ring high fantasy series. A wry and clever young heroine coming into her magical powers is flung into the midst of power struggles and momentous battles in a world where her coming may be the answer to a long-awaited prophecy of liberation from tyrannical rulers.

Lyonesse: a world formed with a magic so deep that it takes a true king to hold its parts in balance.  Yet there is no king on the throne, and a dark power struggle is underway between an ancient sorceress with her shadow army of destruction and the human subjects of Lyonesse’s power-mad wizard. The only spark of hope is a prophecy that tells of a Defender who will one day come and set things to right.

Young Meb, flung from her dragon-ruled homeland in another plane of existence into Lyonesse, doesn’t think she’s been called to be any kind of Defender.  And she certainly isn’t happy when she’s immediately embroiled in the deadly power plots of the local royals. But Meb also happens to be an adept at the universe-folding skill of Planomancy, trained by a  world-walking troubleshooter of the multiverse, the great Dragon Fionn himself –a dragon who is desperately searching for Meb, whom he’s come to love. Accompanying Fionn is Dileas, Meb’s pet and the most loyal magic sheep dog in a thousand universes. If anyone can track Meb across time and space, Dileas can.

As the legions of Shadow Hall gather to bring down the leaderless kingdom, Meb must decide whether to use her ability to become the Defender everyone hopes for–if only to avoid becoming the plaything of tyrants. With the Dragon Fionn on the way, magical battle is joined, and the destiny of universes hangs upon the courage in one young woman’s heart.

About Dave Freer’s A Mankind Witch:
“Good characterization, ripsnorting action and an ingenious plot make this a feast for sword and sorcery fans.” –Publishers Weekly (starred review)

About Dave Freer:
 "There are great pleasures in life: a cold beer on a hot summer day, an Irish coffee in mid-winter, and a Dave Freer adventure story any time of the year."–Eric Flint, New York Times best-selling creator of the Ring of Fire series

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castle. But while we’re guarded, it affects us too. Only those of the greatest of power can manage the smallest working. That . . . that is a vast object for a summonser. It would take preparation and skill . . .” “I don’t know what I am doing or how I do it,” said Meb, knowing this to be slightly less than the truth. The dragon-shaped dvergar device around her neck, the thing that carried some of the magic of all the species of Tasmarin, the device that would help her be what she wanted to be .

bugs in Sylvan. * * * The problems the First had with the bauble of energy that hung from the dog’s neck were twofold. For a start, it gave a limited view of the world that the dog experienced. It was not impossible to track the dog and dragon by their energies, but it was harder. It had been many eons since the First had exerted themselves, and the time dilations and contractions were confusing and very rapid. Logically they lived where time passed slowly. Very, very slowly. Some of the

might scratch the dog’s boots. When it’s dead we’ll have the jaws off it. They’ll fetch a good price where we’re headed.” Fionn nodded patiently, which was more than Díleas was showing signs of. “Where did you say you are bound for?” “Annvn. Well, if it’s there. You never know these days.” Fionn raised an eyebrow. “And where else might it be?” He was a planomancer. There was a logical consistency to where the various planes of existence interlocked. It was not variable. The multidimensionality

a human. Slavery was still widespread, and the law was petty and very carefully enforced. There were licenses required for almost everything—including being an entertainer. In most planes silver was silver and copper copper, and the locals weren’t too fussy about the coin’s imprint. Annvn really was picky. Fionn had none of the local currency and a very hungry dog and a fair degree of hunger himself. It was late afternoon, not the ideal time for him to be doing a gleeman routine for his supper,

the people. The valley of the Cal, beyond the gap, had been transformed by knockyan and muryan. The slope below where the “forest” would stand was not possible to ride. It was steeper than it used to be and carpeted with millions of small, round rocks from the riverbed, held in place by terrace after terrace of twig stakes, and woven-grass-stalk lines. A man, walking carefully, might get up. A horse on the slope would not. Every five rows was a stouter stake line to stop the entire slope

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