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The nice anthology of brief novels via the masters of recent fantasy.

Robert Jordan relates an important occasions within the years top as much as The Wheel of Time in "New Spring."

Ursula ok. Le Guin provides a sequel to her well-known books of Earthsea, portraying a lady who desires to research magic, in "Dragonfly."

Tad Williams tells a depressing and spell binding tale of a haunted fort within the age prior to reminiscence, Sorrow, and Thorn, in "The Burning Man."

Terry Pratchett relates an fun incident in Discworld, of a mystical contest and the witch Granny Weatherwax, in "The Sea and Little Fishes."

Contents:
Introduction by means of Robert Silverberg
The Wheel of Time: New Spring by way of Robert Jordan
Earthsea: Dragonfly via Ursula okay. Le Guin
Memory, Sorrow and Thorn: The Burning Man through Tad Williams
Discworld: the ocean and Little Fishes by way of Terry Pratchett

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