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- Author: Brandon Sanderson
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NOMAD WOKE UP among the condemned.
He blinked, his right cheek in the dirt. Then he focused on the
incongruous sight of a plant growing in fast-motion before his eyes. Was he
dreaming? The fragile sprout quivered and twisted, heaving up from the
earth. It seemed to stretch with joy, its seedpods parting like arms after a
deep sleep. A stalk emerged from the center, testing the air like a serpent’s
tongue. Then it stretched left toward the dim light shining from that
direction.
Nomad groaned and lifted his head, mind fuzzy, muscles sore. Where had
he Skipped to this time? And would it be far enough away to hide from the
Night Brigade?
Of course it wouldn’t be. No place could hide him from them. He had to
keep moving. Had to…
Storms. It felt good to lie here. Couldn’t he just rest for a while? Stop
running for once?
Rough hands grabbed him from behind and hauled him to his knees,
jolting him from his stupor. He became more aware of his surroundings: the
shouting, the groaning. Sounds he’d been oblivious to in his post-Skip
grogginess.
The people here, including the man who grabbed him, wore unfamiliar
clothing. Long trousers, sleeves with tight cuffs, shirts with high collars all
the way up to the chin. The man shook him, barking at Nomad in a language
he didn’t understand.
“Trans…translation?” Nomad croaked.
Sorry, a deep, monotone voice said in his head. We don’t have enough
Investiture for that.
Right. He’d barely reached the threshold for his last Skip, which would
leave him nearly drained. His abilities relied on reaching or maintaining
certain thresholds of Investiture, the mystical power source that fueled
extraordinary events on most planets he visited.
“How much?” he croaked. “How much do we have left?”
Around fifteen hundred BEUs. So, in other words, under eight percent
Skip capacity.
Damnation. As he’d worried, the cost to come here had left him destitute.
As long as he maintained certain levels, his body could do exceptional
things. Each cost a tiny bit of Investiture, but that cost was minimal—so
long as he kept his thresholds.
Once he had over two thousand Breath Equivalent Units, he could play
with his Connection. Then he could Connect to the planet using his skills
and speak the local language. Which meant Nomad wouldn’t be able to
speak to the locals until he found a power source to absorb.
He winced at the breath of the shouting man. He wore a hat with a wide
brim, tied under the chin, and thick gloves. It was dim out, though a burning
corona lit the horizon. Just before dawn, Nomad guessed. And even by that
light, sprouts were growing all across this field. Those plants…their
movements reminded him of home—a place without soil, but with plants
that were so much more vigorous than on other worlds.
These weren’t the same, though. They didn’t dodge to avoid being stepped
on. These plants were merely growing quickly. Why?
Nearby, people wearing long white coats pounded stakes into the ground
—then others chained down people who didn’t have those coats. Both
groups had a variety of skin tones and wore similar clothing.
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