Children of Fallen Gods by Carissa Broadbent EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
- Author: Carissa Broadbent
- Language: English
- Genre: New Adult & College Fantasy
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TISAANAH
The air hit my chest all at once. My eyes snapped open to a pit of
darkness. Sweat plastered my hair to my neck and the rough sheets to
my skin. The blood rushing in my ears drowned out the sounds of the ship
— the wood creaking, the ocean churning, the steady breaths of the
sleeping passengers around me.
{Something is coming.}
The whisper circled my mind, flooding me with directionless panic.
Every time I blinked, Reshaye’s memories assaulted me — a flash of
golden hair, a room of white and white and white, and the overwhelming
feeling that something unseen loomed just past the horizon, reaching for
me.
For us.
Slowly, I sat up. Rising to my feet, I channeled Reshaye my calm, or at
least, as much of it as I could force. I had to move very, very carefully to
avoid waking anyone up. The ship was large, but it held so many
passengers that we had to forego formal beds in favor of laying down
bedrolls, practically shoulder-to-shoulder. Esmaris Mikov’s “estate,” after
all, had really been more of a city. And that city had housed nearly a
thousand slaves — soldiers and servants and maids, horse trainers and
farmers, craftsmen and cooks. And dancers, of course. Like I had once
been.
Some had chosen to stay in Threll, either to reunite with family
members or remain in the Mikov estate, now formally under the leadership
of the Orders. But most had come with us, to Ara. A country where they
could be free, yes. If only because it was now the country that held my
leash.
At the thought, Reshaye slithered through the back of my mind. Even
that small movement was enough to make me tense.
I glanced down, looking for a clear path. Serel was snoring softly on
one side of me, and even now, more than a week later, when I looked at him
I felt a strange pang of disbelief in my chest. Every so often I had to resist
the urge to grab him just to make sure he was real.
I had long ago stopped believing in the gods. I already lived my life
under the control of so many mortal men — it brought me no comfort to
think of immortal ones pulling the strings, too. But if there was anything
that had ever felt like divine intervention, it was that my friend was beside
me again.
The bedroll on my other side was empty.
I tip-toed over sleeping bodies and crept up creaking wooden stairs. A
wall of cold air greeted me on deck, the sky opening up above me like a
velvet blanket. I half-stumbled to the rail and leaned over. A blast of wind
chilled the sweat on my skin, but my heart was still racing.
It was a dream, I whispered to Reshaye. You are safe. It is not real.
A hiss, caressing my thoughts.
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