By Tamora Pierce
Accrued right here for the 1st time are all the stories from the land of Tortall, that includes either formerly unknown characters in addition to outdated associates. Filling a few gaps of time and curiosity, those tales, a few of that have been released sooner than, will lead Tammy's lovers, and new readers into essentially the most intricately built worlds of recent delusion.
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If you look at the god and see only the sun, you see only half the god,’ ” I read. My voice shook, then steadied. I had been reading these words all my life. “ ‘If you look at humanity and see only man, you see only half of your soul. ’ ” From the corner of my eye I could see my father nod as, coughing softly, he drank the rest of his medicine. I read until he raised his hand, then closed the book. As he leaned forward to question the men on what they had heard, I retired with the book in my hands, as I often did.
Nawat did not like the mix of tones of his cousin’s voice or the darkness that lay over his spirit. Rifou’s human mate, Bala, crouched beside him. Her eyes were red and swollen from weeping. “Cousin, please look at me so I may introduce your new kindred to you,” Nawat said. He wanted to see the face that Rifou was so determined to hide. Rifou hesitated, as if he thought to refuse. Then he turned and stared up at Nawat. His face, too, was red and puffy, but not from tears. Ointment lent a greasy shine to several deep holes on his cheeks.
He was already unnerved enough by Aly’s casual attitude toward her nakedness among all these strangers. Of course, he thought, if I had spent a day with nearly all of my openings in plain view to a room full of persons, maybe I would not care by now, either. The assistant who had left returned with a raka wet nurse Aly had spoken to weeks before. Nawat searched his memory for the newcomer’s name: Terai, that was it. “Ah, she didn’t have her mouth in the right place,” Terai remarked the moment she saw Aly, the blood blister, and the screaming infant.