01 Priestess of the White by Canavan Trudi

Author:Canavan, Trudi [Trudi, Canavan,]
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2010-04-10T10:48:57.888000+00:00

:Perhaps I should have been a Dreamweaver.

:But your heart is the gods.

:My soul is the gods; my heart is yours.

Leiard smileda sly, secretive smile. It was an expression she had never seen him wear before. Was this just her mind embellishing the mood she sensed from him?

:Ive always suspected souls were a concept the gods invented to encourage people to serve them. In fact, I once had a conversation with a god in which he admitted that

She jolted awake and found herself staring at the roof of the bower. Daylight filtered through the walls.

Auraya?

The voice came from the entranceway. She rose, wrapped a blanket around her shoulders and moved into the main room. Opening the flap that covered the doorway she found Speaker Sirri standing outside.

Yes, Speaker?

The woman smiled. Sorry to wake you so early. We have just received a message that we feel we must urgently discuss with you.

Auraya nodded. Come in. I will be with you in a moment.

She hurried to her room and closed the hanging divider. Undressing, she splashed water from a large wooden basin over herself and quickly dried off with magic. Once she had dressed again she ran a comb through her hair and began plaiting it as she returned to the main room.

Speaker Sirri stood beside the. entrance, tapping her forefinger against the frame of the bower. Auraya would never have guessed the womans mood from her face, but this small sign of impatience made her look closer. At once she sensed that the Speaker was resisting a growing alarm at the news of a landwalker woman seen in Si. The woman had apologized for the attack on a tribe by black birds that Sirri had told Auraya of.

There will be food at the meeting, Sirri said as Auraya stepped outside.

The Speaker took to the air and Auraya followed. Sirri caught an updraft and glided up to the top of the Open, where she landed neatly. The forest was cluttered with undergrowth here, keeping the bower hidden from view.

Auraya had visited the Speakers Bower several times already, but she was sure she had been led down a different forest path each time. She resisted the temptation to read the Speakers mind, sensing that Sirri wanted to wait until they joined the other Speakers before revealing the contents of the message that had so disturbed her.

I trust her, she mused. Or perhaps its just that I know she is not keeping something from me, and has her reasons for waiting.

They reached the bower. Sirri said nothing as she stepped up to the entrance and pulled the flap aside. Inside, the Speakers of the other fourteen tribes waited. They stood to greet her and she sensed a new caution in the way they regarded her. Sirri ushered her to one of the short stools then took her place. She glanced at the other tribe leaders before she turned her attention back to Auraya.

Auraya of the White, she began. Do you remember me telling you of the large black birds that attacked the Sun Ridge tribe a month ago?

Yes.

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