Find Me Their Bones_Bring Me Their Hearts by Sara Wolf

Author:Sara Wolf [Wolf, Sara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
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Publisher: Entangled Publishing, LLC
Published: 2019-11-04T18:30:00+00:00

It takes magic longer to heal a burned Heartless, but eventually, it does. I wake up to ashes surrounding me, the house I collapsed beneath now nothing more than a pile of black. The fire continues to rage, but it’s moved on, beyond South Gate’s immediate vicinity, eating up the roofs of distant buildings. My clothes are gone but Father’s sword is at my side, the metal hot and singeing my hands as I pick it up. The brass door that leads to the the valkerax still stands strong, taunting.

I stare at it as best my re-forming eyes can. I’ve died a dozen ways. And fire is, still, the worst of all. My head is reeling, my body tingling like it’s being stabbed countless times even as it heals. Someday, someday soon, I won’t have to keep dying like this. Someday, the agony of being brought back after terrifying pain won’t ever be a part of my life again.

“I’m coming, Father,” I murmur through my chapped lips, staring at his rusted sword in my hand. “For you and Mother.”

My body is nearly whole, and I stagger to my slowly healing charred feet and make for the road again before the smoke can kill me once more.

By the time I make it to the bustling street, every last bit of my charred skin is healed. A kind celeon sees me walking out of the flames and throws a blanket around my naked body. I stagger back to the palace among flying rumors, displaced families, and fearful, heavily armed guards harassing the populace. They beat down doors, loudly interrogating anyone who catches their eye. The Vetrisian soldiers from the army outside the walls trickle in to give support in the form of more intimidation and patrols wandering the streets, and between the waves of my exhaustion, my heart sinks—the knife’s edge the war has teetered on will come ever closer in the wake of this witchfire. Nightsinger, Crav, Peligli, Y’shennria—the danger of war and death is looming ever closer to them.

I manage to trudge back to the noble quarter and cross the tightly guarded bridge by displaying Father’s rusted sword to the lawguards—an item the entire Vetrisian court knows Lady Zera Y’shennria owns, and the only thing of mine that survived the flames. The nobles are gathered on the palace’s front lawn in close-knit groups, all of them watching the fire with drawn and worried faces. No invading Heartless have been spotted from over the wall, and so the initial panic has died down, but still it simmers just below the surface.

I’m halfway up the gravel road to the palace when I hear the gasp of a nearby noble group gathered around a large brass tube, not unlike the small one Y’shennria gave me to see into the distance with the first time we met.

“The fire!”

“It’s gone out!”

I turn my head over my shoulder, and for once the nobles have decided to speak truth. The sun, beginning to set in bright shades

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