Dudley's dungeon

D - a spellbookThe Book of Three lay closed on the table.  Taran had never
been allowed to read the volume for himself; now he was sure
it held more than Dallben chose to tell him.  In the sun-
filled room, with Dallben still meditating and showing no
sign of stopping, Taran rose and moved through the shimmering
beams.  From the forest came the monotonous tick of a beetle.
His hands reached for the cover.  Taran gasped in pain and
snatched them away.  They smarted as if each of his fingers
had been stung by hornets.  He jumped back, stumbled against
the bench, and dropped to the floor, where he put his fingers
woefully into his mouth.
Dallben's eyes blinked open.  He peered at Taran and yawned
slowly.  "You had better see Coll about a lotion for those
hands," he advised.  "Otherwise, I shouldn't be surprised if
they blistered."
        [ The Book of Three, by Lloyd Alexander ]

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