The Seekers of Fire by Lynna Merrill

Author:Lynna Merrill [Merrill, Lynna]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 1466236604
Amazon: B005LVWUW4
Publisher: http://www.lynnamerrill.com
Published: 2011-09-06T14:00:00+00:00

Rianor

Evening and night 78 of the Fourth Quarter, Year of the Master 705

Servants and others rushed to the noble crowd as it stumbled outside the temple. Some of them must have been in the smaller, Mentor-run temple at the far end of the square; others had probably come from the pub further away, in the backstreets. Some were quick and nimble: opening umbrellas to shield the nobles from the icy, skin-scraping rain, supporting or even carrying the ones who could not walk alone. Others, noble and not, slipped on the broken glass shards, and some fell and bled, while others only screamed.

The rain muffled the sounds and blurred the occasional moonlight, but Rianor could still hear and see yet others, perhaps noble but probably not, whisking away in the dark and cold with carry-on items that did not belong to them. Seizing an opportunity and making it yours no matter when and how it presented itself was the mark of genius, Desmond had once said. Rianor had not known that there were so many unrecognized geniuses in Mierber.

"Move aside!" Rianor shouted at the people closest to the temple wall. Earlier had been on the windowsill, helping others climb, but he had jumped down some time ago, for he was more needed outside now. "There are others coming behind you!"

With one hand, he grabbed the collar of a finely-dressed young man sitting empty-eyed on the ground and hauled him up. For a moment the boy staggered, then blinked and suddenly slapped his own cheek, then rushed to help Rianor haul the next one. Lord Eric of Kieran, Rianor thought when he saw his face closer, no more than sixteen years old. This was the youngest age group allowed and required at the Night Fire Ceremony, so at least there were no children for Rianor to take care of now. There were special, daylight Fire Ceremonies for children ... No. Rianor swore, wiping sweat from his brow. There were children. Little screaming creatures were right now running from who knew where to the mess that was their parents, older siblings, and House relatives.

"All children, stay away!" He shouted again, but the rain gulped his words instantly. It was raining harder now, semi-darkness and vague light interchanging as clouds passed beneath the moons. Why were not the damn Square lights on? His hands trembled as he pulled a sprawled woman to her feet. She sagged against his body, and suddenly his legs could barely hold him. He felt every single broken rib and even the ones that were supposed to be intact, and he felt the wet and coldness extensively. He felt his veins as blood beat wildly against their walls, and then he saw blood drenching his coat and trousers.

It was not his. The woman he was holding was bleeding onto him.

"Is there a healer here?" Rianor tried to shout again, and again the rain muted his voice, but still the crowd seemed to hear him. Most had stopped screaming now, for

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