She watched from one of the parapets as Uncle, Jerald, and Eiod set out southwestward towards Ryphqi City and tried not to let the nausea that was having a seizure in her stomach crawl its way up into her throat. Tried to tell herself not to worry so much. It wasn't like they were taking …
Category: Imèn World: Book Three
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"We need to move him." She looked at Lílrt and couldn't keep her face from showing the astonishment she felt. Couldn't swallow down her derisive snort in time. But he didn't seem to care. Like them, he was afraid, afraid that the collar was failing if Rhyshladlyn had been able to Balance a room that no …
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"G'agsha." He looked up at Sheieh who stood with a falcon resting on his shoulder, both regarding him with eyes that held an intelligence that was far too reminiscent of Rh--of him. Looking back down at the scroll he was drawing on, he hummed to show he was listening. It was difficult to meet Sheieh's eyes …
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He watched from atop the main wall as Veratone approached on hörphé-back with an Alphenian he assumed was Jerald Tar'rant and the Anglëtinean-Sinner, Eiod nóh Akkensahn. Watched the way the light of the setting sun glinted off the orange-amber tattoos that covered every inch of the Grey Companion and felt a thrill of something not …
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Sweat dripped. Muscles ached and burned. But the movement didn't stop. Because if it stopped then the thoughts would rush in and thinking right now was deadly. If asked she wouldn't be able to explain how she knew that only that she did. So she didn't question it, didn't stop moving. Just kept going because it …
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slave yshlad made a sound like a drowning man breaking the water's surface and sucking in the air he'd been denied as every muscle in his body tensed and relaxed all at once in a ripple that traveled from the top of his head to his feet and back up as he flew awake. Though …
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It was the kind of pain that whited out the mind, that stole the breath, and made every ounce of one's very Self want to die. And it didn't end. It just built and built and built, like the tension before a spell clicks into place, before the first lightning strike of a thunderstorm. It …
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He stopped mid-stride and looked towards the Forest of Dreams and Darkness where it loomed only half a league away on the other side of the Majik-Txiwteb border as a sound bounced off the trees and danced along the wind that had picked up suddenly, scattering snow in all directions. He stared at the black-barked …
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When Thae'a and Adïmshyl turned and asked him what was wrong when he stopped and looked at first Jerald and then Azriel seconds before the two males stopped walking in tandem and looked at each other, he didn't answer them. Not because he was being rude but because he couldn't answer, not with anything that would make …
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She ran through the streets, ran as fast as she could knowing that the things that chased her were too fast. Knew that even if she took flight they'd outpace her. She remembered watching Rhyshladlyn fight them back in Shiran City, remembered how her Qishir was almost too slow in the face of so many. Remembered …
The Seven Worlds 