Found 124 results for "L. E. Modesitt, Jr."
The towers of the sunset
by L. E. Modesitt, Jr.
CAN YOU SEE how the pieces fit together?
The magic of Recluce
by L. E. Modesitt, Jr., Kirby Heyborne
GROWING UP, I always wondered why everything in Wander-naught seemed so dull.
The death of Chaos
by L. E. Modesitt, Jr.
I'D JUST APPLIED the thinnest coat possible of a satin finish on the black oak wardrobe for the autarch of Kyphros-Kasee...
The magic engineer
by L. E. Modesitt, Jr.
THE BOY LOOKS at the iron, cherry-red in the tongs.
Fall of Angels
by L. E. Modesitt, Jr.
THERE WERE ANGELS in Heaven in those days, and there were demons, and the demons were the creators and the creation of c...
The soprano sorceress
by L. E. Modesitt, Jr.
A dozen musicians sit on stools under the oblong white silk awning held in place by four sturdy poles, each pole anchore...
The spellsong war Bk. 2
by L. E. Modesitt, Jr.
The heavy gong sounds, and the two women in the uniform of the Council turn and open the lacquered double doors, each be...
Legacies
by L. E. Modesitt, Jr.
In the quiet of the early twilight of a late summer day, a woman sat in a rocking chair under the eaves of the porch, fa...
The Chaos balance
by L. E. Modesitt, Jr.
THE WIRY AND silver-haired man paused at the end of the causeway from Tower Black, his breath white in the sunlit chill.
Scion of Cyador
by L. E. Modesitt, Jr.
IF CYADOR BE the paradox of Candar, and supporting that paradox be indeed the duty of each of the Magi'i of the Quarter,...
The magi'i of Cyador
by L. E. Modesitt, Jr.
THE MAN WEARS white trousers and a white tunic, belted with white leather and secured with a glistening white metallic b...
