The Dragon's Tapestry

“No lady, this is a reward and an honor that I sought from the day that I pledged you my fealty.”

“Thank you,” Marwen said quietly. “I will need you.”

***

That day at windeven, they began their flight west and south to the enchanted hills of Marmawell where once one could sit in the arms of the earth and smell the spice gardens on the estwind. Marwen felt completely and utterly free, high in the deep evening sky.

They would arrive on the eve of winterdark, when the Stum­ble would be high and quick, when only Opo nested on the horizon, and Marwen would remember the huts aglow with hearthfire. Then she would sing of her love for Grondil and Crob and Camlach, and for the Magic. It was the first thing she would do.

About the Author

 Martine Leavitt (born 1953) is a Canadian- American writer of young adult novels and a creative writing instructor.

Selected works:

Novels

The Dragon's Tapestry (1992)

Prism Moon (1993)

The Taker's Key (1998)

The Dollmage (2001)

Tom Finder (2003)

Heck Superhero (2004)

Keturah and Lord Death (2006)

My Book of Life by Angel (2012)

Blue Mountain (2014)

Calvin (2015)

Buffalo Flats