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sooner or later his magic starts to run wild, like Tris's used to." Her friend
Tris had left a wake of frightened people and ruined property before she had
come to Discipline.
Lark sat back in her chair, brows knit in thought. "A dance-mage," she murmured.
"How very odd."
"I figured you'd know if there were any," Sandry pointed out. "All the places
you've been."
Lark rubbed her temples. "I've seen a few, but it was far and away. The shamans
of the Qidao people dance their magic. So do the shamans of UgurulzЧit's be
tween the Sea of Grass and Yanjing, in the north."
"He won't go all that way to learn from a shaman if he doesn't even want his
magic here," Sandry remarked. "What about those Qidao people?"
"More thousands of miles," Lark replied. "They're in southern Yanjing. Even if
he wanted to journey so far, we couldn't allow it. First he must learn basic
control over his power. There's no telling what kind of mischief he could set in
motion with a step here, and a step there."
"I don't think he's strong enough to do serious damage," Sandry told her.
"It doesn't matter if he is or he isn't," Lark said. "Dances are patterns. You
know what patterns can do."
"Placing magic in a pattern makes the magic stronger," Sandry replied; it was a
lesson she knew as well as her own name. She smiled. "That's why you and I have
to be careful when we weave. So you're saying that Pasco can extend his power
through dance patterns."
"Easily." Lark toyed with her teacup. "And the stronger the pattern, the more
things can go wrong. What if this Pasco had not followed the net so faithfully?
A wrong step that broke the net magic might have driven all the fish from the
sea for miles. What if he'd thought of pretty girls as he danced? He could have
called all the girls of Summersea to him, whether they wished to be called or
not. You're absolutely right. Pasco must be taught."
"So I'll bring him to the school here." Sandry felt bet ter immediately: a
decision had been reached.
Lark shook her head. "It's not that simple. Temple and university mages follow
laws and guidelines, some of which you know. On the subject of new mages, the
law is set. If no teacher with the same power is available, the discovering mage
has to teach the newcomer the basics."
Sandry laughed. "But the discovering mage is me."
Lark nodded gravely.
"I'm just a kid myself," Sandry pointed out, using street slang for child. "I
cant teach him. I have to keep an eye on Uncle."
"You can and you must teach," said Lark firmly. "The Winding Circle Initiate
Council or the mage council at the university in Lightsbridge enact penalties on
a mage who shirks her responsibility."
Sandry sat bolt upright in her chair. "And if I do not recognize their
authority?" she demanded, offended by the idea that these strangers might try to
control her life.
Lark laid a hand over hers. "If you did not follow the rules, then as a great
mage of the Winding Circle Initiate Council it would be my task to teach you
your duty."
Sandry blinked at her. She knew that LarkЧand Rosethorn, when she was homeЧoften
attended what they always referred to as "council meetings." She had always