The Glass Girl (The Demon Door Book 3) by kim alexander

Author:kim alexander [alexander, kim]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-05-14T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirty-Five

Eriis

“Are you certain?” Rhuun rose from his desk and twitched opened the curtains. A dirty, low blanket of cloud, a smear of light which was the sun. Is the sky blue? He pushed away Lelet’s voice and looked back at Coll. “I don't see anything.”

“Weather, it's more or less my specialty,” Coll reminded him. He looked past Rhuun out the tall window towards the mountains. “And be grateful you don't see anything. If you saw the storm, it would be far too late.” The Mage pulled a notebook from his robe and sat at what had become his own corner of the big wooden desk. He reached over and took a glass pen from a silver cup and tapped it against a page. “I believe we have less than two days to prepare.”

Rhuun sat across from him. “You believe?” He handed Coll a fresh cup of water, they quickly passed it back and forth. “You believe or you know? I won't start a panic.”

The Mage peered into his cup, as if looking for answers in the water. “I know. It's coming. One such as we haven't seen since before the Weapon.”

“The Weapon. Are you certain it's not another attack?” He leaned forward. “Have you spoken to . . . anyone on the other side?”

“Not yet. We're not quite there. But no, this is not from the human folk. It's because of us, I think.” He nodded at Rhuun's arms, his collection of new scars. “We have, for want of a better word, agitated the weather.”

Rhuun put his hands below the desk. “We can't stop now. I mean, you spent quite a lot of time convincing me, now you're saying Eriis is angry?”

“No, that's not what I meant. Not angry, just . . . it notices things. Eriis was bent, badly, out of shape. Now you and I, we are attempting to bend it back. And it responds. To Eriis, a storm of sand that could kill us all and bury our bodies is like a sneeze.”

“So Eriis has caught a cold. And we have . . . what did you say? Three days to prepare?”

“More like two. We must alert the folk at the Edge and let them dig in as best they can.”

It had been the custom, in Fedeer’s day and all the days before, to let the sand blow as it might. Those inside the Arch counted on the shelter of the palace. Those less fortunate were left to survive and rebuild. “I'll alert them,” said Rhuun. “I'm calling them in. The Edge, the Quarter, everyone who wishes to shelter here will find the palace open to them. If this storm is coming—”

“It is coming,” said Coll. He cocked his head, his eyes bright and curious. “You'll call in those from outside the Arch? There will be talk.”

Rhuun gave a short laugh. “Oh, no. Not talk. 'The crippled drunk has done something peculiar.'“ At Coll's expression, he added, “That's me, by the way.”

“Less crippled than you once were,” Coll observed.

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