The Lost Sentinel: Relics of Power: Book One by Adams Emma L

Author:Adams, Emma L.
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-01-11T00:00:00+00:00

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Zelle tumbled into emptiness, but the fog was deceptive. The rock was Reading her, and she’d sworn to herself never to let that happen again.

It wasn’t the first promise Rien had forced her to break.

When Zelle’s vision cleared a little, she found that she hovered amid a foggy blur that would have reminded her unpleasantly of the storm if it wasn’t for the dreamlike sensation that pervaded the visions the Sentinels’ rock provided.

No physical harm could befall her in here, but the real danger was the way the rock could reach for her dreams and crush them into dust.

The first time she’d been in here, as a child, she’d asked, will I ever be the Sentinel? The Sentinels’ cave couldn’t see into the future, but Reading a person showed the very essence of them, and the rock had sensed no magic within her. In a heartbeat, the revelation had stripped her to the core. She wasn’t destined for adventure. She wasn’t destined for anything at all, except loneliness or a marriage that might postpone her family’s destitution for a while. Her sister would carry on the Sentinels’ name, and she would be forgotten by everyone.

This time, she hadn’t asked anything about herself, but nothing in the nebulous fog around her displayed Grandma’s location or her enemy’s nature. Even with the staff in her hands, she had failed to be worthy of the cave’s notice, and the thought brought a rush of indignation. She might have no magic, but she’d retrieved the staff and kept herself alive for long enough to bring it here in order to return it to its owner. The cave might at least try to help her a little.

“Go on, send me back,” she told the empty fog. “If you aren’t going to answer my questions, there’s no need to waste my time.”

A cold, empty voice echoed around her. “They wake.”

Zelle might have jumped if her feet were on solid ground. The voice came from everywhere and nowhere at the same time, and she couldn’t have described the speaker if she’d tried. The voice did not sound particularly young or old, masculine or feminine. It did not, in fact, even sound human.

She forced her mouth open. “Who wakes?”

“The forgotten ones,” the voice answered. “The lost. The dismissed. The damned.”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” Her voice shook, but a disconnected thrill travelled through her at the notion that the presence within the rock had finally noticed her. “I asked you to show me the nature of my enemy. Is that you? What are you?”

“They wake, and there is nothing we can do to prevent it.”

Nothing we can do? The rock itself contained a fragment of magic rumoured to belong to Gaiva Herself, but what could a piece of the creator deity possibly be powerless to stop?

“Who is waking?” She felt as though she stood on a precipice, and one wrong move would send her plummeting into an abyss.

“There is a crack in the world,” said the disembodied voice.

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