Knight of Shadows

«Julia studied with a variety of teachers after you two broke up,» she began. «Once I hit upon my plan, it was a simple matter to cause them to do or say things which would disillusion or discourage her and set her to looking for someone else. It was not long before she came to Victor, who was already under our tutelage. I ordered him to sweeten her stay and to skip many of the usual preliminaries and to proceed to teaching her about an initiation I had chosen for her-»

«That being?» I interrupted. «There are an awful lot of initiations around, with a variety of specialized ends.»

She smiled and nodded, breaking a roll and buttering it.

«I led her myself through a version of my own - the Way of the Broken Pattern.»

«Sounds like something dangerous from the Amber end of Shadow.»

«I can't fault your geography,» she said. «But it is not all that dangerous if you know what you're doing.»

«It is my understanding,» I said, «that those Shadow worlds which contain shadows of the Pattern can only hold imperfect versions and that this always represents a hazard.»

«It is a hazard only if one does not know how to deal with it.»

«And you had Julia walk this - Broken Pattern?»

«My knowledge of what you refer to as walking the Pattern is restricted to what my late husband and Rinaldo have told me of it. I believe that you follow the lines from a definite external beginning to an interior point where the power comes to you?»

«Yes,» I acknowledged.

«In the Way of the Broken Pattern,» she explained, «you enter through the imperfection and make your way to the center.»

«How can you follow the lines if they are broken or imperfect? The real Pattern would destroy you if you departed the design.»

«You don't follow the lines. You follow the interstices,» she said.

«And when you emerge… wherever?» I asked.

«You bear the image of the Broken Pattern within you.»

«And how do you conjure with this?»

«Through the imperfection. You summon the image, and it is like a dark well from which you draw power.»

«And how do you travel among shadows?»

«Much as you do - as I understand it,» she said. «But the break is always with you.»

«The break? I don't understand.»

«The flaw in the Pattern. It follows you through Shadow. It is always there beside you as you travel, sometimes as a hair-fine crack, sometimes a great chasm. It shifts about; it may appear suddenly, anywhere - a lapse in reality. This is the hazard for those of the Broken Way. To fall into it is the final death.»

«It must lie within all of your spells then also, like a booby trap.»

«All occupations have their hazards,» she said. «Avoiding them is a part of the art.»

«And this is the initiation through which you took Julia?»

«Yes.»

«And Victor?»

«Yes.»

«I understand what you are saying,» I replied, «but you must realize that the broken Patterns are drawing their power from the real one.»

«Of course. What of it? The image is almost as good as the real thing, if you're careful.»

«For the record, how many useful images are there?»

«Useful?»

«They must degenerate from shadow to shadow. Where do you draw the line and say, 'Beyond this broken image I will not risk breaking my neck'?»

«I see what you mean. You can work with perhaps the first nine. I've never gone farther out. The first three are best. The circle of the next three is still manageable. The next three are a lot riskier.»

«A bigger chasm for each?»

«Exactly.»

«Why are you giving me all this esoteric information?»

«You're a higher-level initiate, so it doesn't matter. Also, there is nothing you could do to affect the setup. And finally, you need to know this to appreciate the rest of the story.»

«All right,» I said.

Mandor tapped the table, and small crystal cups of lemon sherbet appeared before us. We took the hint and cleared our plates before resuming the conversation. Outside, the shadows of clouds slid across the mountain slopes. A faint music drifted into the room from somewhere far back along the corridor. Clinking and scraping noises, sounding like distant pick-and-shovel work, came to us from somewhere outside - most likely at the Keep.

«So you initiated Julia,» I prompted.

«Yes,» Jasra said.

«What happened then?»

«She learned to summon the image of the Broken Pattern and use it for magical sight and the hanging of spells. She learned to draw raw power through the break in it. She learned to find her way through Shadow-»

«While minding the chasm?» I suggested.

«Just so, and she had a definite knack for it. She'd a flair for everything, as a matter of fact.»

«I'm amazed that a mortal can traverse even a broken image of the Pattern and live.»

«Only a few of them do,» Jasra said. «The others step on a line or die mysteriously in the broken area. Ten percent make it, maybe. That isn't bad. Keeps it somewhat exclusive. Of them, only a few can learn the proper mantic skills to amount to anything as an adept.»

«And you say that she was actually better than Victor, once she knew what she was about?»

«Yes. I didn't appreciate just how good until it was too late.»