Never Enough by Wendy T Lyoness

Author:Wendy T Lyoness [Lyoness, Wendy T]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-05-23T16:00:00+00:00

Progeny

Venviel and Hope parted ways, eventually. Not because she wanted to let the inquisitor out of her sight, but because they couldn’t be seen together. If someone recognized Venviel, they would start asking questions they shouldn’t. Everyone must have assumed she’d died with her mother and father. She didn’t want to change that belief. She had, in fact, died and become Orchid Brave.

Still, she couldn’t think straight for hours after she’d left Hope, even though she had to remain on course to plan her revenge. If not for herself, or her parents, then at least for everyone else who suffered similar fates. She shouldn’t give up on a dream of a better Lho Allanar. A Lho Allanar which wasn’t ruled by a frivolous goddess who neglected her own worshippers.

Venviel may not have made off with a fortune after sneaking into the location of the nightly congregation, but she’d pocketed a couple of necklaces, nine rings, a silver candlestick, and a collection of ancient coins. The items would fetch a good price if she found the right buyer. If she didn’t, she’d have to pawn them to whoever could pay. Again.

She leapt through the evening air, on her way across the rooftops of Lho Allanar, and reminisced. Hope inspired her to believe she could start a new life. Not as a vigilante or a hero with a hidden identity, but as a member of society. For the first time since the horrible fire, for a single night, she’d behaved like everyone else. She didn’t think they should behave like that, not often, but she’d become normal.

After another leap, and a rough landing, Venviel noticed she’d arrived at the plaza where her family’s emporium had once provided many citizens with their supplies. Street vendors hawked their wares along rows of stalls and the large fountain in the middle, but the emporium stood somewhat isolated. People avoided it like they thought they’d attract the plague by going near the building.

Unlike the stalls, the emporium had sturdy wooden walls which inspired confidence. Thalia and Corym’s customers had known they could trust everything they bought from them, because they’d assuaged their worries before they’d even entered their business.

Venviel didn’t like to see the new cracks or the writing on the walls, even if she couldn’t make out what the scribbles said. If she rejoined society, the temple might recognize her right to inherit the emporium. She’d love to see it rebuilt and brimming with goods from far and wide.

“Your parents failed you, didn’t they?” Furore materialized behind her, on the rooftop, out of view of those below on the plaza.

“No…” Venviel glanced at the goddess. “They didn’t. You failed them.”

Furore shrugged, played with her jagged glass dagger, threw it into the air, and caught it again when it fell. “She was my failed experiment.”

“The high priestess?”

“Hope.” Furore summoned a simple chair, sat, and crossed her legs. Her silk dress shifted in a breeze from the ocean. “Hope was my failed experiment. Long ago, now, I was more ambitious back then.

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