The Wee Free Men
Chapter One
A Clang Well Done
Some things start before other things.
It was a summer shower but didn't appear to know it, and it was pouring rain as fast as a winter
storm.
Miss Perspicacia Tick sat in what little shelter a raggedy hedge could give her and explored the
universe. She didn't notice the rain. Witches dried out quickly.
The exploring of the universe was being done with a couple of twigs tied together with string, a
stone with a hole in it, an egg, one of Miss Tick's stockings (which also had a hole in it), a pin, a
piece of paper, and a tiny stub of pencil. Unlike wizards, witches learn to make do with a little.
The items had been tied and twisted together to make a ... device. It moved oddly when she
prodded it. One of the sticks seemed to pass right through the egg, for example, and came out
the other side without leaving a mark.
"Yes," she said quietly, as rain poured off the rim of her hat. "There it is. A definite ripple in the
walls of the world. Very worrying. There's probably another world making contact. That's never
good. I ought to go the ... read full excerpt from The Wee Free Men (PLM) ebook
