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Dragonlance -- Margaret Weis And Tracy Hickman (Eds.) - Tales I, Vol. I - The Magic Of Krynn
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A blinding flash of green light filled the room, followed
by a loud thump. Tasslehoff jerked his hand away in
surprise, but he was uninjured. When his vision cleared,
Tasslehoff watched as the Magus slowly crawled into an
upright position on the other side of the room. The flash
had tossed the Magus away like an old stick.
"Wow!" said the kender, his eyes widening. "The ring
did that? I had no idea . . ."
A long hiss escaped the Magus's lips. Tasslehoff stopped
speaking immediately. For perhaps a minute the Magus
said nothing, then he dusted off his robes and looked at the
automatons.
"Take him," the Magus whispered. His voice reminded
Tasslehoff of the closing of a mausoleum door.
"Well," Tasslehoff said to himself, his voice echoing
from the walls of his cell, "I guess I've been in worse
predicaments."
Unfortunately, he couldn't think of any worse than the one
he was in now. He almost believed that the gods of Krynn
were angry with him and that they were toying with his
final punishment even now.
He racked his brain for some sin he may have com-
mitted, other than cursing or borrowing things without
putting them back where he found them. Other people
called it theft, but that term made him wince. It was
handling, borrowing, not stealing. There was a difference,
though the distinction was rather hazy to Tasslehoff and
he'd never quite worked it out.
He rolled over and sat up
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