Pierce, Tamora - Circle of Magic 02 - Tris's Book
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She was pressed -jammed - into a corner formed by chunks of stone. Someone’s knee
poked into her thigh on one side. Someone else’s foot dug into her calf on the other.
There had been four of them, and a dog, trapped in a bubble in the ground. The first
part of an earthquake was just fading, and the rest about to roll over them like high
tide pounding the harbour walls.
Sweat poured down her cheeks and back. Half-turning, she thrust her hands palm-flat
on either side of a crack between the stones. Calling to the power inside her, she sent
her magic through the gap. Earth-waves were coming her way, small ones in front,
bigger ones behind. Their force heated dirt and stones, spreading everywhere. Her
bones felt like huge rocks, pressed together so hard that something would have to
give. They would slip alongside one another with a crash, forcing buildings and
streets and whole cities into new shapes.
And the heat, the earth’s heat was cooking her and the friends whose bodies pressed
against hers. The hot waves roared through the ground, gaining strength as they
travelled. When they hit, she could choose between being roasted or crushed; the
earth around her small hollow would clench like a fist—
Trisana Chandler lunged out of bed, throwing off the thin sheet that had been her only
covering, jumping for her open window. Dangling half out of it, she gasped in the
night air.
She was above ground, in her attic room in Discipline cottage, at Winding Circle
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Temple in Emelan. The earthquake was ten days gone, and she and her friends had
lived to talk about it.
But the heat! No wonder she dreamed of it still, with the air dead around her. Every
door and window in the attic was open, but not a breeze stirred under the thatch. It
was scarcely cooler outside.
Voices reached her ears on the tiny puffs of air that did touch her. Once she’d thought
the voices meant that she was going crazy. Now she knew they were only pieces of
real conversations that took place somewhere, carried to her by the wind. It still made
her a little nervous to hear them, although they spoke mostly of everyday things...
“Aymery Glass fire, I am impressed.” The prissy and dry-voiced speaker was a man
unknown to Tris. The name “Aymery” pricked her - she had a cousin Aymery, but his
name was Chandler, not Glassfire, and he was hundreds of miles away, at the
university in Lightsbridge. Aymery was a common name. “The learned men who
wrote these letters give you praise indeed. I could no more refuse to allow you the use
of our library than I could fly.”
Tris shook her head, trying to get that voice out of her ears. To be hot and bored was
just plain too much!
The simple act of moving captured a fresh puff of air, drawing it close. “Novice Jaen,
how could you allow our stores of bandages to fall so low?”
“But - Dedicate Willowwater - / didn’t know I was to check the other storage rooms,
and so many were needed after the earthquake...”
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“Oh, don’t cry, girl. We’ll have to contrive something, quickly.”
“The foretellers don’t expect more trouble, do they?”
“When we’re out of bandages, who needs to read the future to know more trouble will
come?”
Tris growled. Magic was supposed to be grand and powerful - not a question of the
contents of linen closets! Sticking her fingers in her ears, she rubbed fiercely. When
she stopped, the voices were gone and she was hotter than ever.
Somewhere in the hazy, dark blur in front of her weak eyes was the twenty-foot wall
that enclosed Winding Circle. From its top, she might catch a real breeze.
Tris stripped off her nightgown, and yanked her lightest cotton dress over her head.
Once it was on, without regard for her dress or floor, she grabbed her water-pitcher
and dumped its contents on her head. For a few blessed moments she was cooler.
Groping under her bed, she found her leather slippers, and jammed her feet into them.
Unwilling to wrestle with her tangled and sopping red curls, she tied a scarf around
her head and under her hair, so at least they would be off her neck. Last of all, she
groped on her dresser-top for her brass-rimmed spectacles. Jamming these on to her
long nose, she headed for the door, and yelped with surprise. One of her housemates
stood there, leaning on the frame. In the shadows, the black girl was almost invisible
until Tris was right on top of her.
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“It’s the strangest thing,” the newcomer commented softly. “You’re bat-blind without
those spectacles, but you know where everything is, so you don’t even need a candle
to get dressed.”
“You could have made a noise, Daja,” grumbled Tris.
Her housemate ignored her. “Someday the boy’s going to decide to joke with you and
move everything while you sleep. Then where will you be?“
“Better ask him where he’ll be if I catch him,” retorted Tris. “And don’t you go
suggesting it to him, either. Why are you still up?”
Daja Kisubo raised her hands and stretched her solid body as high as she could. If she
stood tiptoe, her fingers almost touched the top of the door frame. Younger than Tris
by almost a year, she was still a hand’s length taller than the redhead’s four feet and
seven inches. “He doesn’t need my help coming up with pranks,” she replied, her
lilting voice dry. “He’s got too many ideas of his own. Why get dressed?”
“It’ll be cooler on top of the wall. Maybe Lark will let me go there for a while.”
“How do you know it will be cooler?” Daja enquired.
“Am I the weather-witch around here or not?” Tris demanded irritably, hands on hips.
“I know.”
“Wait, then,” Daja turned and entered her own room, just across the attic.
Tris grumbled, but followed the other girl, to lean against her open door. Daja’s room
already had light of a sort, from a candle set on the family altar in the corner. Using it
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to see by, Daja changed into breeches and a shirt, and shook out her various short
braids. Slipping her feet into sandals, she blew out the altar candle, and followed Tris
downstairs.
It wasn’t all that late; one of the women in charge of Discipline was still awake,
writing a letter. She wore only an undyed cotton shift as she worked - her Earth
temple green summer habit was tossed carelessly over the table. Like Daja, she was
dark-eyed and dark-skinned, though her skin was a lighter shade of brown. She wore
her glossy curls cropped short, where they fanned out to frame an almost cat-like face
with broad cheekbones and a pointed chin. As late as it was, as hot as she was, she
still gave the two girls a smile, which they returned. Even Tris, with her moods and
her temper, liked Dedicate Lark.
“Just for an hour,” Lark told them, digging into a habit pocket. She produced a round
iron token that showed the bearer was outdoors with permission, and handed it to Tris.
“If it’s still hot when you come back, we’ll set up pallets for you on this floor.”
Someone who sat in the shadows near the front door got up, startling Daja. It was a
boy, dressed only in light breeches. His skin was even more golden brown than
Lark’s, his almond-shaped eyes a startling grey-green. He wore his black hair coarse-
cropped no more than an inch or so from his scalp. His nose was short and straight,
his mouth firm and slightly down-turned at the corners. “Lark...” he began.
“Yes, Briar, you may,” Lark replied, tired but amused. “Put some shoes on.”
Grumbling, the boy entered his room.
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A head with sun-streaked brown hair dressed in two braids poked out of the room
across from Briar’s. Sleepy eyes of a bright, cornflower blue peered at them. “I heard
voices,” the girl said, and yawned. A young dog, all ivory curls, elbows and tail
scrambled into the main room from hers, dancing frantically and whining.
“Sandry, we’re going on the wall to cool off,” Daja said. “You want to come?”
The light brown head nodded; its owner vanished inside her room, and closed the
door. A minute later she came out, wearing a blouse, skirt and slippers, pinning up her
braids under a scarf.
By the time she was done with her hair, the boy re-appeared, hopping as he tried to
yank a sandal over one foot. The other was already shod. “You girls better not take
forever to get ready...” he began, then realized that they were waiting for him. He
switched his attention to the dog. “You better not keep me waiting, Little Bear.”
Sandry, laughing, shoved the boy out the front door ahead of her. The pup yelped and
followed them, as Daja and Tris brought up the rear.
The last one out the door, Tris stopped and looked back. “Lark?”
“Yes, dear?”
“W-would you like to come? With us, I mean?” A part of Tris was dismayed: what
had she turned into? Two months ago, she never could have made such an offer to
anyone, particularly not an adult.
Two months ago she had come to Discipline cottage. Now she had days when she
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wasn’t sure who she was - but she knew that she liked the change.
Lark smiled. “Thank you, but I’m to do the fires at midnight services. Some other
time, perhaps?‘
Blushing hotly at her lapse into affection, Tris nodded, and ran to catch up with her
housemates.
Panting as they reached the top of the wall, each found an open stone notch to sit in.
Instantly they realized that Tris had been right; it was cooler up here, and they had a
fine view of the cove below Winding Circle’s south gate. Their dog flopped on to the
walkway behind them with a happy sigh.
“How much more of summer is there?” Daja asked, once she’d caught her breath.
“It’s just the second week of Mead,” replied Sandry. Yanking off her scarf, she undid
the ties at the ends of her braids, and combed her hair out with her fingers. “Two more
weeks after this is Mead, then all of Wort Moon.”
“Maybe even most of Barley, too,” Briar chipped in. “Rosethorn says all the omens
are for a long summer, and a short autumn.” His teacher Rosethorn was the other
woman who watched over Discipline.
“What are you doing up here?” A pair of guards trotted down the walkway from one
of the towers that punctuated the wall. Dressed in the red habits of those dedicated to
serve the gods of fire, they carried long staffs capped with broad, two-foot-long
blades as weapons.
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The four young people got to their feet and moved closer together. The dog sat in
front of them, thwacking the stone with his tail. Digging in her pocket, Tris found the
iron token, and passed it to Sandry. Things went better when their noble did the
talking for the four.
“We have permission,” Sandry explained, showing the token to the guards. One side
of it was marked with a D, for Discipline cottage - the other showed an engraved bird
and a thorny branch for Lark and Rosethorn.
“But this should be only for one child,” argued the woman. “There’s—”
The man was far taller than his partner. The four watched, amused, as he bent down to
whisper in her ear. Though he kept his voice soft, they still heard him mutter, “It’s
those children. The four mages. They often run together.”
Briar puffed out his chest. He liked being called a mage, as if he were a man, not a
boy.
Sandry planted her hands on her hips. “I am Lady Sandrilene fa Toren. You have my
word that we all have permission to be here,” she informed the guards.
“Only Sandry,” Daja muttered in Tris’s ear. The other girl covered a grin with her
hand and nodded in agreement.
The female guard blinked at Sandry. “That kind of thing will work much better when
you’ve got some height on you and a bit more nose.” She returned the iron token.
Sandry covered her nose, which was little more than a button.
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“Don’t lean out over the wall,” advised the man. “Don’t get to playing in the notches,
either.” Both guards petted the dog and walked on.
“You know, if you want, I’ll pull your nose every day, till you get a beak like your
uncle’s.” Briar slipped his fingers under Sandry’s, and tweaked the end of her nose.
“It’d be my pleasure, really.”
“Thanks ever so, Briar,” the girl told him sourly.
“I wouldn’t offer if I didn’t mean it,” he assured her, grey-green eyes wide and
solemn. “Honest.”
Tris climbed up into her notch again. Pushing her spectacles up, she eyed the array of
sea and islands that stretched before them. Even with the moon just beginning to wax
towards full, she could see details at a fair distance: the watchtower on Bit Island, for
one, and the glassy smoothness of the Pebbled Sea. A flash of light over shadowy
humps was the Maja Island lighthouse. To the east, a mile or two down the long arm
of the Emel Peninsula, gleamed the beacon on Pirate’s Point.
“Look at this, will you? A good steady wind and not a cloud in the sky.” Tris loved
storms - she took clear skies as a personal insult.
Sandry leaned on her notch. “Pirate weather,” she remarked softly.
Daja made a face. “Dirty jishen.”
“What does that one mean?” Tris demanded. “J-jishen. It’s Tradertalk, isn’t it?” She
always wanted translations for new words in Daja’s native language.
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Daja shrugged. “I don’t know - tick? Louse? Leech?”
“It’s something that feeds on others and then kills them,” added Sandry.
Tris looked out to sea. The wind shifted a hair, carrying the scent of trees to her
sensitive nose as it passed directly over the islands.
It also carried voices.
“This thing’s heavy.”
“Quiet!”
Tris bit her lip. Not again!
“Did you hear something?” whispered Briar.
“Why’d they just pick me and you?” panted the corn-plainer. “This thing needs at
least two more—”
“The less that knows, the better, y‘ lazy cod’s-head! Now stow it!”
“It’s two men,” Daja muttered, looking around. She wasn’t a nervous girl, but she
knew the sound of shady dealings when she heard it. “No one’s in sight...”
“Tris is hearing something on the wind,” Sandry told them.
“And we hear it, too?” Briar scowled. “We never heard it before.”
“Before the earthquake,” pointed out Daja. “Before we combined our magics—”
“Hush!” snapped Tris. Closing her eyes, she fixed her mind on the speakers.
Whatever they carried, it was heavy -both Whiner and Gruff Man were gasping. They
were scared, too, for all that Gruff Man would deny it. She heard the fear in their
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