The Missing Wizard

By L Frank Turovich

Master Librarian Alethea Vincencé is upset.

The wizard Hieronymus has disappeared before completing the translation of an ancient tome for the Library of Choy, and she wants to find out why. In reaching out to her current and new friends she also runs into enemies of the wizard.

A short story set in the fantasy world of Bulinnärm.

• Language: English
• Publisher: L Frank Turovich
• Release date: Jul 21, 2011
• ISBN: 9781452432588

L Frank Turovich

L Frank Turovich (1956- ) was born and raised in Flint, Michigan where he became a rabid reader of science fiction, fantasy, mysteries, comics and everything else not nailed down. He’s spent time in the Marine Corp before breaking into writing via articles in Nibble Mac and Inside BASIC magazines, then graduated to technical writing, training, and managing teams for companies like Zedcor, Metrowerks, Motorola, Freescale Semiconductor, and Nokia, before leaving to pursue his fiction writing ambition. He currently resides in Michigan in a home filled with books, computers, and two cats (Java and Larry).

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The Missing Wizard

The messenger pouch was waiting on her desk when Master Librarian Alethea Vincencé came into the sunny room that served as her office. Unlike the letters and other daily correspondence that arrived every morning, a pouch communiqué was not an everyday event. Her heart beat a little faster as she considered its contents.

Did it hold the answers she sought?

She brushed back an auburn curl that had come loose and took a slow deep breath. If the message contained good news, then she could enjoy it with a good cup of kaffe. If the news were bad, she’d need the bitter drink to provide her some energy. Either way, kaffe would be important.

She glided over to her chair as a small speckled cat watched intently from a sunlit window ledge, nestled between two plants bursting with colorful flowers. She ignored the cat’s inspection, carefully avoiding all eye contact. She’d learned from experience that any attempt to recognize the feline would be construed as unwelcome and a rapid exit would soon follow. Why the cat continued to come back was the real mystery. It only tolerated her, but adored Hieronymus.

Alethea frowned as thoughts of the missing wizard intruded.

Hieronymus had the opposite effect on the cat. He claimed to have an affinity with animals. Whatever he had, the gray feline couldn’t get enough of him. When he was around it followed him around like a dog, often curling asleep on his lap or shoulders as he translated tomes for hours. All that came ended when he disappeared.

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