The yellow stone in the amulet shone reflected the light from the flame of the candle. Lace laid it on the table in front of him and stared intensely at it.
- There must be a way. How can I use the magic in the amulet if I can’t reach it.
He picked up the amulet and examined it carefully once more. The fingers stroked over the wavy edge and further over the curling pattern that covered the back of the amulet. With a sigh he put it down and got up.
- Maybe I can find the answer in a book.
He turned to the bookshelves, which were flooded with a variety of books. New leather covers were mixed with old ones and the fingertips slid easily over the book spines. They stopped on a red worn cover and he carefully took out the book. On the front was the title of the book in squiggly letters. He
