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The Magicians of Night

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November 5, 2006

The Magicians of Night

Book II of Sun-Cross

Barbara Hambly

BLOOD-MAGIC

A hundred yards from the Schloss, Rhion felt power running along the leys. The whole

lodge, even the air around it, was lambent with a horrible, unfocused strength.

In the luminous square of the lodge’s open door, von Rath stood waiting. He sprang

down the steps to seize Rhion’s arms. His eyes were dilated and he swayed on his feet

like a drunken man. There were blood spots on the hem and the sleeves of his white

ceremonial robe.

“We’ve done it!” he cried. “We’ve raised power!”

Past him, Rhion could see the air in the hall pulsing with power, power that flowed

uncontrolled down the paneling and moved like snakes in the cold light of the stairs.

Without question, they’d raised power and magic.

But it was blood-magic—the dark, infernal magic that came from the unwilling sacrifice

of human victims!

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The Magicians of Night
contents
ONE
SOLSTICE
TWO
THREE
FOUR
FIVE
SIX
SEVEN
EIGHT
NINE
TEN
ELEVEN
TWELVE
THIRTEEN
FOURTEEN
FIFTEEN
SIXTEEN
SEVENTEEN
EQUINOX
EIGHTEEN
NINETEEN
TWENTY
TWENTY-ONE
TWENTY-TWO
TWENTY-THREE
TWENTY-FOUR
TWENTY-FIVE
TWENTY-SIX
TWENTY-SEVEN
TWENTY-EIGHT
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The Magicians of Night

A Del Rey Book

Published by Ballantine Books

by Ballantine Books, a division of Random House, Inc., New York, and simultaneously in Canada by Random House of

Canada Limited, Toronto.

Library of Congress Catalog Card Number: 91-93042

ISBN 0-345-36259-4

Manufactured in the United States of America

First Edition: February 1992

Cover Art by Romas

Cover Design by Darrin Ehardt

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Special thanks to Donald Frew, Diana Paxson, Steven Jacobsen, and Adrian

Butterfield, for letting me raid their libraries and pick their brains. Thanks also

to John Hertz, Allan Rothstein, Aaron Blechman, and Betty Himes for details

great and small, and especially to Lester Del Rey.

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The Magicians of Night

ONE

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“I THINK HE’S COMING AROUND.”

The words reached Rhion of Sligo as he hung in darkness, suspended above cold

screaming infinities of lightless chaos, slipping back… slipping back…

He tried to cry out, tried to fight, unconsciousness dragging at his limbs like the

darkness that lay between Universes, the darkness of the Void through which he had

come. Jaldis, help me… But his numb lips and mouth would not form the syllables of his

master’s name. Don’t let me die…

Burnt vinegar kicked his brain. He gasped as the darkness of unconsciousness stripped

away like a rag; strong fingers closed around his flailing wrist. The dagger of amber light

that stabbed his eyes faded to the glow of candles, a constellation of six small flames in

an iron holder opposite the bed where he lay. The light of them still hurt, and he closed

his eyes again. The hideous leaching of the Void’s remembered cold eased. A voice

asked, “Are you all right?” in a harsh, guttural alien language, and Rhion thought, with

what little strength was left in him, At least the Spell of Tongues works here. His master

Jaldis had warned him that in this strange universe magic no longer existed—he had

been afraid the spell that allowed a wizard to understand speech mind to mind would no

longer be effective.

“I-I don’t know.”

He opened his eyes. The candle flame seemed warm now, comforting in its familiarity.

Around him, the room was dim, and they’d taken away his spectacles. Without them,

the face of the young man seated beside him on the narrow bed was, even at this

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distance, blurred, but Rhion’s eyesight was good enough to show him a face pale and

beautiful, the pitiless beauty of a god carved in ivory, beardless, with short-cropped fair

hair and a sword scar crossing one high cheekbone like the careless slip of a sculptor’s

chisel. Beyond that he could see only umbrous shapes, glints of silver on close-fitting

black garments, and the shadow of exhaustion, strain, and some dreadful grief that

informed every line of the face and the set of those wide shoulders.

“Rest easy,” the beautiful young man said. “You’re quite safe.”

A shadow stirred in the darkness; candlelight flashed across spectacle lenses and a boy

of eighteen or so, unhealthily fat, pallid, sweaty, and likewise clothed in close-fitting—in

his case ill-fitting—garments of gray and black loomed beyond the young god’s

shoulder. “Should I tell the others, P-Paul?”

“In a moment, Baldur.” The kindness in his voice, the infinite control, spoke worlds

about the young mage’s relationship with this boy, whoever he was, who stared at him

with such eager adoration in his eyes.

Paul, Rhion thought, turning the alien name over in his mind. The two wizards whom

Jaldis had contacted through the Dark Well, the two wizards who had begged him to

cross the Void and help them restore magic to this magicless universe, had been called

Eric and Paul.

He whispered, “Eric…” and the wizard Paul’s control cracked, infinitesimally, his lips

pressing taut and his eyes flinching away.

But a moment later his glance returned to Rhion, and he said, quite steadily, “Eric is

dead. The Dark Well…” He hesitated, then went on as if repeating something he had

memorized, his gray eyes focused resolutely on the pillow next to Rhion’s head. “He

said, ‘We are losing him…’ He cried out.” His fingers, which still held Rhion’s wrist,

began to shake and he released his grasp quickly, pressing his hands together to still

them. The boy Baldur lurched forward, reaching toward those square, dark shoulders,

but after all he did not quite have the courage to touch.

Like a nightmare ghost of pain, Rhion remembered the terror of feeling his own life

slide away. Those eternal seconds in the Void whispered where he had tried to blot them

from his consciousness—the howling abysses of all the colors of blackness, the horror of

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realizing that though the tiny gold emblem of the burning sun-cross flickered

somewhere in the darkness to guide them, there was no magic to bring them through.

He remembered Jaldis’ soul, his strength that was so much greater than the twisted

fragile shell of his body, surrounding the failing core of his own being and holding him

up.

Then the marshfire flicker of a sudden spurt of light, the thread of magic that had come

through to bring them across at last.

“He…he stepped into the Dark Well, into the Void.” Paul stared beyond Rhion as if he

could still see into the Well that had given them a window to the Void. “And it collapsed

upon him. Fell in on itself around him. He screamed—the sound seemed to come from…

from very far off. And when we pulled him out, he was dead.”

His hands had begun to shake again. Rhion whispered, “I’m sorry.” But, looking up into

that set, ravaged face, he doubted the young mage heard.

While Paul had been speaking, a door had opened behind him, and a harsh bar of

unnaturally steady yellow light fell through. Two forms stood there—Rhion fumbled for

his spectacles, resting, he now guessed more than saw, on the small table near the head

of the bed where he lay. The forms clarified into a very tall man in his fifties with hollow

cheeks and a burning dark glance beneath a handbreadth of greasy black hair, and a

smaller, slighter man, perhaps twenty years older, with flowing white mane and beard

framing a pale, fanatic stare. The light behind them haloed them with its bizarre,

motionless glare, brighter than a hundred torches. Rhion remembered Jaldis had

spoken of electricity, artificial light that was made without magic, made for the benefit

of anyone who cared to use it.

With his spectacles, Rhion was able to see a little more of the room, small and spartan

and lined with more books than he’d ever seen in a private residence with the exception

of the stone house of Shavus Ciarnin, Archmage of the Morkensik Order, his own Order

of wizardry at home.

Paul seemed to pull himself together a little, sitting up in his leather-covered wooden

chair. “These are Auguste Poincelles and Jacobus Gall, my colleagues in the effort to

restore wizardry to this world,” he said in his soft voice. The tall man acknowledged the

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first introduction with a nod, the bearded fanatic the second. “Baldur Twisselpeck…”

“I’m Rhion of Sligo.” He saw the swift glance that passed between Poincelles and Gall

behind Paul’s back. “The Dark Well is gone, then?”

In his own world, where magic still existed, simply breaking the Circles of Power that

held the shuddering dark of the window into the Void was sufficient to destroy it. In this

world, who knew?

“Yes,” Paul said, after long silence. “Yes.”

“You can see the place where it was,” the wizard Gall added, still standing, arms folded,

in the doorway.

“We did everything we knew how to bring it back.” The wizard Poincelles gestured with

one long arm, like a spider against the light. “But it was useless.”

Dizziness caught at Rhion as he stood up. Paul, clearly now the leader of these

otherworld mages, put a steel-strong arm around him to keep him on his feet, and Gall

and Poincelles fell back before them as they passed through the door and into the hall.

Baldur trailed behind like a lumpish black dog at Paul’s heel.

The walls of the hallway, Rhion noted automatically, were of plaster and wood, like the

houses in Felsplex, impregnated with stale incense and the smoke of burned herbs—

some form of nicotina, he thought. Their feet rang hollow on the oak planks of the bare

floor, and he guessed, even before he turned to glimpse a wide stairway leading down,

that they were on an upper floor of some good-size building. Voices murmured from

below, echoing in the well of the stairs; he saw Poincelles and Gall trade another glance,

but their eyes were chiefly on him, wondering at this chubby, bespectacled little man

with his scruffy brown beard and his shabby brown-and-black robes, as if they could not

actually believe they’d seen him come stumbling out of that column of darkness.

He wondered what they’d made of Jaldis’ thick jeweled spectacles, whose magic gave his

blind eyes sight, or of the wooden box of silver whistles and gut that to some degree

replaced the voice that the old King’s men had cut out of him with their knives, to keep

him from witching them all those years ago…

As they had said, the Dark Well was gone.

The stars and circles of its weaving still sprawled, smudged with a confusion of hurried

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foot scuffs, over the worn plank floor of the upstairs room a few doors down the hall

from the one in which he’d come to. The air was heavy with the cloying sweetness of

dittany and the copper-sharp stink of dried blood. Baldur put out his hand and touched

a switch in the wall, and glaring yellow light sprang to being in the room from a glass

globe in the middle of the ceiling. Rhion blinked up at it for a moment, shading his eyes

against its blaring strength, then looked at the floor again.

But there was nothing to be seen among the spirals and circles of power—dribbled

candle wax, dried blood, a few dark spots where the Water Circle had been drawn, only

the great ritual sun-cross they had drawn as a guide, the emblem of magic’s eternal

renewal scrawled upon the floor, and the prosaic air of this world dispersing the last

veils of smoke.

“Well,” he said shakily, putting a hand on the wall for balance to stand. “It took Jaldis

three days to weave one on our side of the Void—the gods know how long it will take

him here. But I don’t expect he’ll be well enough to for weeks—the Void’s magic drained

his strength very badly the last time he touched it—and after one crossing I for one am

in no hurry to have him start. Is he… Is he all right?”

It came to him that none of them had mentioned his master; as the cloudiness and

exhaustion cleared a little from his mind, he cursed himself for not asking earlier. Jaldis

might need him; tampering with the Void or working with the Dark Well had always left

the old man prostrated, too exhausted to work so much as a simple fire-spell, for days,

sometimes weeks… Seven years ago, during an earlier vain attempt to contact the

wizards whose voices he had heard crying out of magic’s death, he had suffered a mild

stroke.

But the four men surrounding him remained silent.

Cold touched him inside, an echo of cries in darkness, forever unheard.

At length Paul asked quietly, “You mean… Jaldis came with you after all?”

Looking up into that beautiful angel face, Rhion felt as if the floor beneath his feet had

given way. “He… he stepped into the Void with me, yes.”

No, he thought numbly, grayness beginning to creep into the edges of his sight. Oh

please, gods of magic, don’t tell me he’s dead . . . Jaldis my friend … Don’t tell me I’m

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here on my own… Jaldis dead… no way back… Jaldis my friend…

From what seemed to be a great distance Paul’s voice came to him. “He said he was

trying to get another wizard to come in his stead.” His gray eyes were worried as he

touched Rhion’s elbow with a steadying hand. “He was blind, he said, and in need of

certain magical implements to see and speak…”

Dear gods… Rhion’s mind stalled on the brink of a roaring vortex of panic and despair.

Dear gods, don’t do this to me. “The other mages couldn’t come.” He was surprised at

how steady his voice sounded, even though barely audible even to his own ears. “He and

I… I wasn’t going to let him come alone…”

“But you are a wizard, too, aren’t you?” Baldur demanded, sudden anxiety in his watery

brown eyes. “We c-can’t have wasted…”

“Shut up, pig-dog!” Paul snapped viciously, his own face chalky in the hard yellow glare.

A thousand images swam through Rhion’s mind in a single hideously elongated instant

of time—Tally, his beloved, the sunlight dappling her hair as they lay together in the

grotto at the end of her father the Duke’s palace gardens; the laughter of his sons. Jaldis’

thin mechanical voice saying We can afford to think neither of the future nor of the past

which we leave behind …

So this was the end of the dream Jaldis had cherished these seven years—the dream that

had sustained him, obsessed him—the dream of restoring magic to a world in which it

had vanished, the dream of, perhaps, saving magic, if it came to be threatened in their

own.

I’m here alone.

No magic. And no way home.

Jaldis had never showed him how to weave a Dark Well. And though he had studied

magic for seventeen of his thirty-five years, he knew that his own power was no more

than average, his learning scanty in comparison to what his master’s had been, what

Shavus the Archmage’s was, or what any of the great wizards of his own or any other of

the major Orders…

“Come.” Paul urged him gently back through the door. Blindly Rhion was aware of

Baldur touching the button on the wall again, and the light vanishing as instantly as it

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