by KL Richardson
They kidnapped Mikael. They kidnapped his family and
killed his parents. Now, they may succeed in ending Soren's very world.
It's time to stop them.
Soren's life changed the
moment his cousin Katjin brought home a renegade heart-sense. Forced
to act as guardian over the wayward pair, Soren created his own mess
when he bound Katjin and Mikael in a ritual so old people had forgotten
its consequences: a bond between two people so strong that it kept them
physically together. Soren's world has turned upside down, from the
kidnapping and valiant rescue of his family, to his exile from the
plains he grew up in. Now Soren's going to turn the tables on the very
Empire that has been hunting him for over a year.
Partnered with Aidan, the Shahi firepower, and Aya, lost twin of an
Empire 'path, Soren finally has to put the great plan to topple the
Empire's hold on the Clanfolk in motion. Even with the support of his
renegade uncle, Soren begins to doubt his ideas with every step. His
need to save lives combines with the inner struggle that Aidan, Soren's
closest friend and ally, seems to be going through, and all Soren can
do is keep his act together, damn the consequences. Soren's learning
that everything, from victory to love, has its price.
Sample
Nothing
from the camp had been saved, so this was a new yer, from the inner,
felted cover to the outer canvas. Soren noticed, as he walked in, that
the wooden shangrak smelled of freshly-carved wood, its
intricately-carved arms not yet stained dark by generations of smoky
fires blowing out through it. The walls were bare, lacking Meke’s
weavings. Not even Febe’s prized horses had survived. If he thought of
the loss in terms of material things, instead of in terms of human
lives—Ama, Apa—it made it a little easier to bear. It made facing his
cousin, the inadvertent cause of the… the incident a lot easier.
Mikael had said, last year, that wooden walls didn’t last forever,
holding in the generations of ghosts that Lowlander stone walls were
reputed to contain. Soren wondered if it was the same for the felted
walls of the yer. Could the spirits of the dead pass out of the woven
veil to join the ancestors? Or would this new Redwind camp be haunted
by more than just painful memories?
Wood fell to dust. It burned, in the same way that wool and horsehair
and heavy canvas burned. It fell to flames as bodies did, in the great
pyres that marked the passing of life. Wood to ash, ash to dust. Soren
would always see the remains of the camp now, hoping that something
would rise from its ashes.
First, though, he had to face his family, immerse himself again into
the regret that he’d tried to forget, these past six moons.
Read A SampleGenre: Fantasy
Age Range: 14 and up
ISBN: 978-1-60370-817-3, 1-60370-817-0
230 pages / 60000 words / 5x8 trade paperback
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This product was added to our catalog on Tuesday 20 October, 2009.