“I THINK we should go for a hike after this,” Lucas said.
We’d stopped for lunch at a cafe next to the market. The food was fresh and delicious. I ordered grilled trout with vegetable quinoa and I’d practically been shoveling it in since I took the first bite. “A hike? I was hoping to talk to more people.”
“Were you getting anywhere?” “No.”
That was the problem and we both knew it. The locals all flared with a bit of aura when I touched them, but when asked about mages they had no idea what we were talking about. A few of them wore glowing crystals, but other than being handed down for many generations to keep away evil spirits, they knew nothing about where they came from. Some of them were afraid of me after I asked about the mages—which was disheartening—and it made me wonder if all
