| Lightning by Janne Mi |
The gnome was standing all by himself, looking thoroughly confused and pathetic, still clutching Tas's handkerchief in his hand. Tas squirmed. "Oh, Gnimish, please. It'll be all right. I told you, Raistlin's my fri-" Raising one hand, holding Tas by the collar with the other, the archmage pointed a finger at the gnome. Raistlin's soft voice began to chant, "Ast kiranann kair-" Horror broke over Tas. He had heard those words of magic before...
from War of the Twins by Margaret Weis and Tracy Hickman
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