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Arren
ARREN’S HEART SCREAMED.
He fell back from the fireplace. The god in his chest was howling: Hseth!
Hseth! Hseth!
‘Stop!’ Arren cried. He grappled with the tangle of twigs, moss and
flame that filled the rift in his ribs. Fire licked the sides of his fingers,
burning him.
Hestra, the god of hearths who lived where his heart had once beaten was
usually quiescent, but now she shrieked the name of another. Hseth. The
great Talician god of fire.
‘Please,’ said Arren. ‘Stop!’
She did not stop. Worse. Sparks ran down his stomach and landed on the
floor. There, lint, straw, pine roots and tiny bits of bone sprouted, catching
light in the fireplace where he had been kneeling. She was crawling out of
his chest.
What had happened? They had been waiting for Hseth to return in glory,
filling Arren with the power of the strongest fire deity to have ever existed,
in exchange for the life of his friend.
Not a friend. Not anymore.
But Hseth had not returned, and neither had her promises. Arren’s god,
Hestra, spilled out onto the hearthstone, dragging her heat and light from
him and leaving a void of darkness. As she built herself outside of him, he
fell back against a low table, gasping. First, she was a bud, a cocoon of
twigs. Then the cocoon cracked open, splitting into the limbs of dried grass,
moss and kindling. A face of branches and eyes of flame.
‘Hestra,’ he wheezed. With her gone from his chest, he could feel his
blood cooling, the strain of his breaths. His death, it came at him like a
wave, long held back by flame. ‘Please.’
In Blenraden, the morning sun had struck open the sky, but here in Sakre,
in the far west of Middren, the windows were still thick with the grey
before dawn. The only wakeful ones would be the guards outside his room
or the folks in the kitchens. They must not see him like this. He had built
himself up as a godslayer, a breaker of shrines. No one could know he
needed a god to live.
Hestra did not heed him. He reached for her, but she stepped backwards
into the fireplace and disappeared in a hiss of anger.
And he was left with nothing. Less than nothing. She had vowed to keep
him alive, had entreated him to speak to Hseth and understand the will of a
god, his potential. She had helped him betray every law he had ever made.
In a moment, all of it was gone. Without a word, she had left him to die.
The whims of gods. As fickle as a false spring.
Arren had never been so easily turned. But look what it had earned him:
in Hestra’s absence, the world grew loud. Gone was the crackling of his
heart, the warm rushing of his blood.
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