Waters of Salt and Sin: Uncommon World Book One by Alisha Klapheke

Author:Alisha Klapheke
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Alisha Klapheke
Published: 2017-04-03T22:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR

Growing pink, the sun fell out of the blue sky and hid shyly behind the jagged mountain peaks of Ayarazi. I rubbed my sleep-crusted eyes and sat up from the carpet of grass near the silver outcropping. The amir had insisted on seeing the silver herself before she would believe our story, so while the crew repaired the damage the ship had sustained during our trip, Calev and I led her around. Satisfied, the amir had called us together to eat. Finally. Most had fallen to sleep soon after.

For a part of our meal, Oron had crafted a salad of greens he claimed were safe to consume. Said they were the same ones we had at home, only smaller, tougher. I’d enjoyed the fresh food, a contrast to the hard bread and slightly sour wine. None of the others, except Calev, had munched on Oron’s creation. Calev had gone so far as to add a plant his Savta had once described in her stories as having a healing power to it. After the others had their fill of food and of laughing at our green-eating habits, everyone fell asleep, exhausted from the journey.

I smiled at Calev’s sleeping form. He argued sometimes with Oron, but he was kind to the man, backing him up around the others. And though Oron claimed to love pity and the shower of undeserved attention it reaped for him, I knew he wanted true friendship. I hoped he saw that he’d found it in Avi, me, and now, in Calev.

Snores rose into the air around the camp, and I was glad of it. As soon as that sun came up, we’d be on the water, headed toward Quarry Isle and Avi. If the amir kept her promise.

I popped my knuckles and patted the salt pouch on my belt. I was ready for a fight with the oramiral. Maybe I’d get the chance to take a hand from the man. He needed something to remind him he wasn’t the only power in the world.

My whole body was jittery. No way I could go back to sleep.

As the last of the sun’s blush faded, an odd glimmer lighted the foothills and the spray in the distant waterfall.

I shrugged it off. The island was full of things I’d never seen before. Instead of the tiny, violet nightwingers we had at home, Ayarazi’s evening air was colored by floating silver moths, big as my hand. The ocean crashed magnificently against the barrier surrounding the island, a louder sound than the Pass’s constant grating against Jakobden’s Broken Coast. And no night insects seemed to be coming out to sing. The nightwingers at home zipped near ears, a familiar sound. But here, there was only the occasional pounding of horses’ hooves, the waterfall’s rush, and the sea hammering the rocks.

The inland light glimmered again, and I found my feet walking toward its inconsistent illumination.

It was strange to be alone on land. I’d been alone on the Pass many times. But on land, I’d always had Avi, Oron, or Calev.

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