Sword Bound

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I HAVE THE GREAT AND GRAND LUXURY to write what I love to write. And I love writing about Tiger and Del.

First, it was only to be Sword-Dancer, back in 1984. But by the end of the book, I couldn’t walk away from Tiger and Del. So I wrote three more volumes, thinking that was the end of the story. But no. It wasn’t. And I wrote two additional volumes, Sword-Born and Sword-Sworn.

But those volumes turned out not to be the end of the story, either, even though in the Sword-Sworn Author’s Note I said it might be. So here I am again with a seventh volume, and an eighth to follow.

Tiger and Del obviously have their own ideas about how and when their tales are told. I now acknowledge that they are in charge. Certainly I am not!

—J. R.

Tucson, Arizona

November 2012

“DOMESTICITY,” my son announced, “has blunted you.”

He stumbled back from me, nearly stepping outside of the circle. Like me, he wore leather dhoti, no tunic, no sandals; we were dressed for sword-dancing. His skin was tanned, like mine, and, remarkably, clean of scars. Unlike mine. Well, that would change.

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