By Piers Anthony
While Clio, the inspiration of background, sat right down to pen the twenty-eighth quantity within the Chronicles of Xanth, she was once surprised to find it used to be already there! And, what was once worse, it was once absolutely unreadable, for the phrases on its pages have been fuzzed past comprehension.Vexed and bewildered, and greater than a bit involved, Clio resolved to go away the quiet convenience of her research at the slopes of Mount Parnassus, and ask her previous buddy, the great Magician Humfrey, to look an answer to her challenge in his ebook of Answers.But, a lot to her consternation, Humfrey required her to accomplish a mystical carrier ahead of she may perhaps gather her resolution: to rescue Xanth's dragons from the verge of extinction sooner than the fragile stability of its flora and fauna used to be completely thrown out of whack.Her momentous undertaking lead her to a deadly Dragon international hidden among the Moons of Ida, throughout a deadly panorama jam-packed with ask yourself and possibility, looking for the fabled Currant, a truly infrequent pink berry that may carry the key she sought. alongside the way in which she got a fellowship of partners, together with the courageous and gorgeous Becka Dragongirl, a couple of pocket dragons named Drew and Drusie, a captivating younger baby known as Ciriana whose future was once someway entwined with hers, and Sherlock, a candy yet homely guy from Mundania who could simply be a grasp magician himself.Together they steadily started to resolve the momentous secret of Xanth's lacking historical past. And Clio started to discover that Sherlock's enchantments had began to paintings their method into her center.
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It was stuck a small but inconvenient distance above the ground. Clio considered it, an unbecoming suspicion hovering at the fringe of her awareness. It wasn't like the Good Magician to have flawed mechanisms. Was it possible that this was not a malfunction? That she was being subjected to a Challenge for entry? No, of course not; she couldn't believe that of her old friend Hum-frey. So it must be a rare glitch in the mechanism. " she called. "You appear to have a problem. " There was a little shed associated with the near side of the drawbridge.
The most recent one, Cube, had traveled all the way to Zombie World. But viewing and hearing it in her crystal ball, however much it seemed to put her in the scene, hardly compared to actually being there. Experience was far more intense than observation. Suddenly, after an endless age, they were homing in on Dragon World. There was no doubt about it, because it was shaped like a dragon. It was serpentine, with six legs, a long tail, and a ferocious head. The dragon's teeth were chomping its own tail, so that the world formed a twisted irregular ring, with the feet in the center, like spokes.
She marched down the hall and started up the ramp. It was steep but not too steep; she could handle it for this short distance. Suddenly she felt heavy. Very heavy. Something was weighing her down horribly. It wasn't her imagination; her feet were pressing into the ramp and sliding down it as if shoved by a giant hand. She barely kept her footing as she landed back on the flat portion of the floor. The weight left her. It must have been magic, because there was no evidence of any natural force.