The Marvelous Adventures of Magpie Part 1
Prologue
"This is a story about magic and where it goes and perhaps more importantly where it comes from and why, although it doesn't pretend to answer all or any of these questions…Because this is also a story about sex, although probably not in the athletic, tumbling, count-the-legs-and-divide-by-two sense unless the characters get totally beyond the author's control. They might."-Terry Pratchett
"I'm thinking of leaving you know."
Oromis looked up from his book, a bit startled at his friend's sudden revelation.
"Whatever for?" he asked.
Magpie picked at a loose feather on her wing, she was beginning to molt for the season.
"I'm not welcome here, even you don't agree with what I'm doing. I rather think I'll be better off in Terim."
Oromis looked over at Glaedr who just let loose a puff of smoke as a response.
"Well I'm just curious about your…appearance. I don't think that the people in Terim will overlook a Feather." he replied.
"I could just use a spell. You know I've got loads of energy saved up in the moonstone and my gems. It's not like I'd keep it active all day either; only when I had to go outdoors or meet people." Magpie replied as she watched the downy feather float away on a soft breeze.
"You've certainly thought about this." her friend replied.
"That's because I'm certainly thinking about going. I know you and the others don't agree with me and, frankly, I think I've rather outstayed my welcome."
"Well you are researching how to resurrect the dead. Ignoring the obvious flaws with your spellwork it would be a crime against nature." Glaedr grumbled.
Magpie eyed the surly dragon.
"If you lost Oromis you'd try everything within your power to bring him back would you not?" she growled.
"That's enough from both of you." Oromis said, stopping yet another argument between them, arguments that usually ended with him having to put out small fires.
"Hmpf," Magpie huffed, turning back to Oromis, "anyway you can get him to fly you to Terim right? You can come visit me anytime you like. Perhaps Liam will even be there."
Rider and dragon inwardly cringed.
"Well, if your heart truly is set on going, I cannot stop you." Oromis conceded.
Magpie smiled.
The downy feather that had been floating through the air landed on Glaedr's snout and he gave a snort, incinerating it in a flash of fire.
Ah, a new attempt at an old story. I knew the content was good, or, at least, wouldn't leave me alone. You know how these things are.