asking around about this holy city of yours. Mashuwa was right. These people have a lot of stories about a distant city that sits on a powerful energy source. They’ve told me about some tribes further north that might know more. Ashidi wants to stay for one more day—there’s going to be some kind of festivity tomorrow—but I think we should get going the very next day, first thing in the morning.”

“I’m forgotten,” Nathaniel whispered to himself, “as a dead man out of mind, a broken vessel.”

“Well?” she asked with irritation in her voice. “Do you want to get out of there or not?”

The left side of his mouth curled up in half a smile. He looked down at his hands, with their pale fingers curled out towards him like the fi...

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