Chords of Fate (The Wayward Chronicles Book 1) by D.K. Holmberg

Author:D.K. Holmberg [Holmberg, D.K.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: ASH Publishing
Published: 2024-03-26T00:00:00+00:00

I soon forgot about that conversation. Ezekiel had me working with the instruments, and I felt as if I was getting good with some of the tasks he assigned me. I was quite diligent in what he wanted from me, and more than that, I started to feel as if I had a purpose to what I was doing. I also began to feel as if I could gain a measure of confidence—and perhaps competence—in all of this. This was nothing like what I had ever thought I would be doing with my days, but I couldn’t shake the feeling that I actually enjoyed it to a certain extent.

“You keep a cleaner shop than most students do,” Ezekiel said one afternoon, looking around.

“Do I?” I felt as if I were making a mess. He had me practicing sanding, working on wooden blanks, attempting to try to form the proper curvature. He was not going to have me working on an actual instrument until he felt as if I were comfortable with the blanks first. “I feel like it’s pretty messy.”

“Any work here is going to be messy by its very nature. But it is the approach that you take. You pause and clean up in between your work. That is a good sign.”

“Why?”

“If there’s one thing that I learned when I trained at the School of Craftsmanship, it was that you must clean up after yourself. If you don’t, you can often find that things will begin to compromise what you don’t want compromised. You may get sawdust in your stains. You may find your tools aren’t where you need them and have to hurriedly make an adjustment. You may find that you scratch something that you have already finished.” He shrugged. “Ensuring that you keep a tidy house is going to ensure that you can show your fullest quality.”

I looked around. I had been careful to sweep up after myself, but I thought that was just good sense. If I were to slip in sawdust, it wouldn’t take much to crack my head.

Given that the only healer I knew was Ezekiel, and that he was still working through his own injuries, I didn’t think I wanted to run that risk.

“I’m just trying to leave it the way I found it.”

“Another good lesson.”

I breathed out, and he shuffled over to the cabinet, pulling it open. Him looking inside the cabinet reminded me of Isabel and her visit.

“Isabel was here the other day,” I said.

“Was she?”

“I think she’s trying to figure out what happened to you.”

“It doesn’t matter,” he said. “The man who attacked me is gone. There is no point in dredging through that and risking greater harm.”

“That’s what I told her,” I said.

He looked over. “Did you?”

“Well, not because I want to protect you as much as you don’t need to be protected,” I went on, hurriedly feeling like I needed to explain myself, though I realized that Ezekiel didn’t seem angry about that. “Mostly because I just didn’t want anything to happen to her.

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