"We're already in Hell, how much more doomed could we be?" muttered Mab.
"There are worse places than this one." Erasmus kicked the water. It splashed thickly, clinging to his shoe like gelatin.
"It is a holy light," Gregor repeated, and he began to walk.
"How do you know?" asked Erasmus, as we waded back into the swamp, all still holding hands.
Gregor gave him a grave, contemplative look. "What worries me is how you could not know."
Excerpted from Prospero Regained by L. Jagi Lamplighter. Copyright © 2011 by L. Jagi Lamplighter. Excerpted by permission of Tor Books. All rights reserved. No part of this excerpt may be reproduced or reprinted without permission in writing from the publisher.
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