“You what?” I couldn’t believe she couldn’t get us out of this mess.
“We’re blocked?” Aahz asked.
“Tighter than a vault,” she said. “Best block I’ve ever run up against.”
“How about I try to fly us out of here?”
“Won’t work either,” Tanda said. “At the moment there’s a block over all our magik.”
“Oh,” was all I could say.
Ahead, just over the head of the horse in front of me I could see the golden palace. It was the place, the treasure, we had been working and fighting so hard to reach. Right now it was the last place in any dimension I wanted to go.
Chapter Eleven
“Who are those guys?”
B. CASSIDY
No one in the city seemed to pay us any attention at all as we were marched into Donner and right up the wide Main Street of the city toward the golden palace on the hill. I saw at least a dozen Audry’s-like places along the road, and this town had three guys in white hats and shovels cleaning up after the hundreds of horses. As we passed, all three of them tipped their hats and said, “Howdy.”
What really made this town different from all the others we had gone through, besides the golden palace towering over it, were the pastures between the buildings. About halfway up to the palace, on the right side of the road, was a beautiful, green pasture about the size of one building.
It had one lone cow in it, grazing on the perfectly tended grass.
A little farther up the hill there were more small pastures between buildings on both sides of the street, each with just one cow. And the higher we went, the more beautiful the pastures became, with ornate decorations and well-trimmed grass.