Warden’s Day. Of all the days, she chose Warden’s Day.
Forty ravs on the Bone and it was all the Tech could talk about.
The first time I met Sophienne was outside a small inn at the center of the village of Willowsring.
The trees at the edge of the beach lean away from the water.
The village children found Larnia lying in the crashing surf.
I woke to the slow, creaking opening of the door, and the wind against the walls of the silo.