Free Shadows of Sanctuary978-0441806010 by Robert Asprin, Lynn Abbey

being a wizard?'
    Lythande hesitated. 'It would be difficult, but - it might be possible. It is true that your talents should not be wasted.'
    'You don't understand,' Wess said. 'I don't want to be a wizard. I wouldn't go back to Sanctuary if that were the reason.'
    Lythande said, finally, 'That isn't the only reason.'
    Wess took Lythande's hand between her own, drew it to her lips, and kissed the palm. Lythande reached up and caressed Wess's cheek. Wess shivered at the touch.
    'Lythande, I can't go back to Sanctuary. You would be the only reason I was there - and it would change me. It did change me. I don't know if I can go back to being the person I was before I came here, but I'm going to try. Most of what I did learn there I would rather never have known. You must understand me!'
    'Yes,' Lythande said. 'It was not fair of me to ask.'
    'It isn't that I wouldn't love you,' Wess said, and Lythande looked at her sharply. Wess took as deep a breath as she could, and continued. 'But what I feel for you would change, too, as I changed. It wouldn't be love anymore. It would be ... need, and demand, and envy.'
    Lythande sat on a tree root, shoulders slumped, and stared at the ground. Wess knelt beside her and smoothed her hair back from her forehead.
    'Lythande...'
    'Yes, little sister,' the magician whispered, as if she were too tired to speak aloud.
    'You must have important work here.' How could she bear it otherwise? Wess thought. She is going to laugh at you for what you ask her, and explain how foolish it is, and how impossible. 'And Kaimas, my home... you would find it dull -' She stopped, surprised at herself for her hesitation and her fear. 'You come with me, Lythande,' she said abruptly. 'You come home with me.'
    Lythande stared at her, her expression unreadable. 'Did you mean what you said '
    'It's so beautiful, Lythande. And peaceful. You've met half my family already. You'd like the rest of them, too! You said you had things to leam from us.'
    '-about loving me?'
    Wess caught her breath. She leaned forward and kissed Lythande quickly, then, a second time, slowly, as she had wanted to since the moment she saw her. She drew back a little.
    'Yes,'she said.'Sanctuary made me lie, but I'm not in Sanctuary now. With any luck I'll never see it again, and never have to lie anymore.'
    'If I had to go-'
    Wess grinned. 'I might try to persuade you to stay.' She touched Lythande's hair. 'But I wouldn't try to hold you. As long as you wanted to stay, and whenever you wanted to come back, you'd have a place in Kaimas.'
    'It isn't your resolve I doubt, little sister, it's my own. And my own strength. I think I would not want to leave your home, once I'd been there for a while.'
    'I can't see the future,' Wess said. Then she laughed at herself, for what she was saying to a wizard. "Perhaps you can.'
    Lythande made no reply.
    'All I know,' Wess said, 'is that anything anyone does might cause pain. To oneself, to a friend. But you cannot do nothing.' She stood up. 'Come. Come sleep, with me and my friends. And then we'll go home.'
    Lythande stood up too. 'There's so much you don't know about me, little sister. So much of it could hurt you.'
    Wess closed her eyes, wishing, like a child at twilight seeking out a star. She opened her eyes again.
    Lythande smiled. 'I will come with you. If only for a while.'
    They walked together, hand in hand, to join the others.

ISCHADE
    C. J. Cherryh
    1
    Shadows slipped along the cobbles in this deepest sink of the Maze, in that small light of the moon which wended its way among the overhangs and glistened wetly off noisome moistures. A well-dressed woman had no place here, even shadow-clad in black, robed and hooded - but she went deliberately, weaving only from the course of the foulest and widest streams, stepping over most. And a ruffler, a bravo, a sometime thief-Sjekso by name-he took to the alleys as a matter of course.
    Sjekso belonged here, had been whelped here, wove in his steps too, but not