The Ruins of the Heartless Fae (The Heartless and the Wicked Book 1) by Maham Fatemi

Author:Maham Fatemi [Fatemi, Maham]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Gazelle and Moon Press LLC
Published: 2023-06-12T16:00:00+00:00

15

They walked and walked but came across nothing but sand and more sand. The horizon stretched with the same scenery. It was as if nothing else existed but that. And they found nothing useful at all. Nothing they could use as weapons, and nowhere they could potentially have a battle with the dreki.

Blár lay on the ground by a cluster of jagged boulders and stones. The harshness of the suns had faded into the night, and more surprising than the sandy environment—where the sand was like hot coals and the suns scorched their skin off—was that it was freezing now that the suns had set. Their breaths puffed in front of them and Kolfinna was grateful she hadn’t thrown her cloak aside. How had she not noticed the cold last night? Was she so exhausted that it didn’t register to her?

Kolfinna sat cross-legged on one of the smoother rocks and tipped her head back to gaze at the starry sky. Three moons hung in the black sky, casting soft, shimmery moonbeams across the sand.

“I’m thirsty and hungry.”

Kolfinna glanced down at Blár. All the running, the fighting, and arguing seemed to have worn him down. His lips were twisted into his signature scowl, but on the ground with his hair messily kissing the sand, he looked more boyish.

“I’m starving,” he repeated with a sigh. “Screw this place.”

Kolfinna licked her dry lips. “We just have to move forward and hopefully we’ll find something …”

“I’m gonna skin that bird and eat it,” he growled.

“Bird?” She raised her brows. “You mean the dreki?”

“Yeah, that bastard.”

“It looked more like a lizard than a bird.”

“Doesn’t change anything.” Blár pulled his cloak tighter around himself like a blanket. “Why is it so cold?”

“I thought you liked the cold.”

“No.” Blár rolled his eyes as if she had said something stupid. “I mean, I don’t dislike the cold, but just because my powers are ice doesn’t mean I love the cold. Or that I’m immune to it.” He closed his eyes, the moonlight glistening on his black hair. “Man, if only I could use my powers. I’d skewer that bird so quick.”

“We wouldn’t be in this state if that were the case.” She dragged a finger over the grooves and fissures of the rock she sat on. She reached for a thread of mana in the stones, something to help her manipulate it, but she felt nothing. The emptiness within her widened. She missed feeling the pull of life in the stones, in the surrounding nature—she had taken that feeling for granted. When she hid her magic, she had at least still been able to feel the life force of nature around her. Now she was just an abyss of nothing, her connection to everything severed. “Your ice powers … aren’t they weak in hot weather?”

“No.” He shrugged, though the movement was awkward since he was lying down. “My ice is stronger than typical ice. It doesn’t melt like regular ice. It’s fortified with my mana, after all. So,

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