Infinity Alchemist by Kacen Callender EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Author: Kacen Callender
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Snow drifted from the gray sky—slowly at first, lazily, the sort that was
caught on eyelashes and tongues. Ramsay gripped her mother’s hand as
she crunched across the frozen dirt, ice like glass shattering beneath her
boots. The thin white trees were covered in knots that looked like dozens
of eyes watching as they passed. Puffs of steam left her mouth as she
breathed hard, trying to keep up with her mother’s long strides. Ramsay’s
many questions had been ignored. She was only told to hurry, don’t stop
now, they were almost there. Ramsay complained that she was cold, but
Amelia only tightened her grasp.
“Come along,” she said, voice gentle. “It’s almost time.”
They crossed a frozen river. Her father had always told her not to
walk along the river in the winter. The surface was too thin. It could
crack, and she could be washed away, never to be seen again. Her mother
let go of Ramsay’s hand and told her to wait there, right there, right
where she was. Ramsay pulled on the ends of her shirt nervously while
she watched her mother walk to the other end of the riverbank, back onto
the solid ground of snow. She stood in a clearing of the trees and looked
over her shoulder at Ramsay with a loving smile.
The snow began to fall faster, then—hard enough that Ramsay had to
shield her eyes from the ice that stung her cheeks. The world became a
white blur. The snow turned red. It fell to the ground, drops spreading
like blots of ink. The blood dripped from Amelia’s cheeks. Her smile
faded as the screams began.
Ash was lost in thought, as usual, when he saw the alchemist he wanted
to meet. Gresham Hain strode through the beige stone corridor with
purpose, surrounded by a group of chattering scribes. Ash had only ever
seen Hain in grainy black-and-white photos in the texts he’d written, but
it was definitely him. He was a pale-skinned man nearing his sixties, but
his back was straight, frame muscular, and though his hair had turned a
stark white, it was full, gray stubble on his jaw.
Ash had heard that Hain
sometimes visited the college. The man was an advisor to House
Alexander, but he was technically still a professor, though he rarely
taught classes or took on apprentices. Ash had often imagined this
moment—imagined finding enough courage to march up to Gresham
Hain and tell the man his name.
As Ash watched Hain striding toward him, his anger grew. The rage
became a mirage of heat that glowed from his skin, a second pulse inside
him. Ash’s hands clenched into fists. Ash hated Hain, hated him enough
to want to scream at him and hit him and—
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