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271 pages, Mass Market Paperback
First published January 1, 1987
The storm walked around the hills on legs of lightning, shouting and grumbling.
The scene is the blackness of deep space with a few stars glittering like the dandruff on the shoulders of God.
It was the kind of storm that suggests that the whole sky has swallowed a diuretic.
She told me that if magic gives people what they want, then not using magic can give them what they need.