《The spirit ring》作者： - Lois McMaster Bujold 【EPUB】

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THE SPIRIT RING Lois McMaster Bujold ?? CONTENTS Chapter One. 2 Chapter Two. 13 Chapter Three. 23 Chapter Four34 Chapter Five. 43 Chapter Six. 55 Chapter Seven. 65 Chapter Eight73 Chapter Nine. 87 Chapter Ten. 96 Chapter Eleven. 107 Chapter Twelve. 117 Chapter Thirteen. 127 Chapter Fourteen. 137 Chapter Fifteen. 147 Chapter Sixteen. 159 Chapter Seventeen. 170 Chapter Eighteen. 183 Chapter Nineteen. 194 Epilogue. 201 Author's Note. 205 ?? Chapter One Fiametta turned the lump of warm reddish clay in her hand. “Do you think it's done yet, Papa?” she asked anxiously. “Can I break it open now?” Her father closed his hand over hers, testing the heat. “Not yet. Set it down, it won't cool the faster for being juggled.” She signed impatiently, and laid the clay ball back down on the workbench in the patch of morning sunlight falling through the window's iron grille. Can't you put a cooling spell on it?” He chuckled. “I'll put a cooling spell on you, girl. You have too much of the element of fire in you. Even your mother used to say so.” Reflexively, Master Beneforte crossed himself and bowed his head, when naming the dead. The laugh faded a little in his eyes. “Don't burn so fast. It's the banked coals that last the night.” “But you stumble in their dark,” Fiametta parried. “What burns fast, burns bright.” She leaned her elbows on the bench and scuffed her slipper across the floor tiles, and regarded her work. Clay, with a golden heart. In his Sunday sermons, Bishop Monreale often said Man was clay. She felt a melting sense of union with the object on the table, brown and lumpy on the outside—she sighed again—but full of secret promise, if only it could be broken open. “Maybe it's marred,” she said nervously. “An air pocket ... dirt....” Could he not sense it? A pure, high hum