Siege and Storm by Leigh Bardugo EPUB & PDF – Details Online
- Author: Leigh Bardugo
- Language: English
- Genre: Teen & Young Adult Science Fiction eBooks
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TWO WEEKS WE’D been in Cofton, and I was still getting lost. The town lay
inland, west of the Novyi Zem coast, miles from the harbor where we’d
landed. Soon we would go farther, deep into the wilds of the Zemeni
frontier. Maybe then we’d begin to feel safe.
I checked the little map I’d drawn for myself and retraced my steps. Mal
and I met every day after work to walk back to the boardinghouse together,
but today I’d gotten completely turned around when I’d detoured to buy our
dinner. The calf and collard pies were stuffed into my satchel and giving off
a very peculiar smell. The shopkeeper had claimed they were a Zemeni
delicacy, but I had my doubts. It didn’t much matter. Everything tasted like
ashes to me lately.
Mal and I had come to Cofton to find work that would finance our trip
west. It was the center of the jurda trade, surrounded by fields of the little
orange flowers that people chewed by the bushel. The stimulant was
considered a luxury in Ravka, but some of the sailors aboard the Verrhader
had used it to stay awake on long watches. Zemeni men liked to tuck the
dried blooms between lip and gum, and even the women carried them in
embroidered pouches that dangled from their wrists. Each store window I
passed advertised different brands: Brightleaf, Shade, Dhoka, the Burly. I
saw a beautifully dressed girl in petticoats lean over and spit a stream of
rust-colored juice right into one of the brass spittoons that sat outside every
shop door. I stifled a gag. That was one Zemeni custom I didn’t think I
could get used to.
With a sigh of relief, I turned onto the city’s main thoroughfare. At least
now I knew where I was. Cofton still didn’t feel quite real to me. There was
something raw and unfinished about it. Most of the streets were unpaved,
and I always felt like the flat-roofed buildings with their flimsy wooden
walls might tip over at any minute. And yet they all had glass windows. The
women dressed in velvet and lace. The shop displays overflowed with
sweets and baubles and all manner of finery instead of rifles, knives, and tin
cookpots. Here, even the beggars wore shoes. This was what a country
looked like when it wasn’t under siege.
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