Melting Stones (Circle Reforged)
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Evvy, a young stone mage in training, is accompanying her mentor, Rosethorn, and another dedicate from Winding Circle while they investigate mysterious happenings on the island of Starns. Her job is to listen and learn, but, being Evvy, she can't just keep quiet and do nothing. With the help of Luvo, the rock being she befriended at her home in Yanjing, Evvy discovers the source of the problem — a long-dormant volcano. Now she and her friends must save the islanders from impending disaster — if only Evvy can use her talents to avert the certain destruction that looms ahead.
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Old man.” “I’m forty-five! That’s not old!” Oswin slid us onto the bench at the elders’ table. “It certainly is not.” Luvo almost sounded huffy as I put him on the table. Azaze had been talking to Fusspot. Now she got up and looked at the people who had been witness to all this. “The rest of you, off to your homes. The council must gather immediately. Master Miller, Mistress Weaver, Master Carpenter, will you remain? I’ll send an hostler for the smith, the chief herder, and the chief miner.
Pieces there, and had to come together to make one person, before we came up to the pool, Flare said. What if I stay in pieces this time? What if Carnelian stays in pieces? I thought of a core that was all volcano spirit, and shuddered so hard I nearly broke into pieces myself. You won’t stay apart, you two. How can it be a game if you stay apart? The game is that you get stronger. The winner is the one who puts herself together quickest, Carnelian or Flare. I wasn’t about to tell them the.
Predawn light to see by. It was time to go. Carts and animals moved forward along the road, finally. I joined the line at the end, with the herd animals and the kids who watched them. It wasn’t the fanciest place in the caravan. That’s why I was shocked when Myrrhtide rode back and fell in beside me. “How are you feeling?” I gaped at him. He never asked how I felt. “I know it’s kind of dark, but you have to be able to tell you’re talking to me.” “I know who I am speaking to. Your health is.
You’ll melt again. Show us the way! I turned and dropped down the side of the fault, plunging into the earth. I was thrilled to find magic along those sides, left over from the power of the earth shocks and the passage of the volcano spirits. It fizzed and popped inside my skin, mixed with fire and the strength of stones. My magic belonged here, and it didn’t belong. I didn’t belong, unless I melted. Don’t think about melting, I ordered myself. Don’t think about trading your meat life for this.
Makray’s water. It was acid from the damage done by the volcano spirits. The mules grumbled as I measured out water from my canteens, but they could smell the river. They wouldn’t touch that water. If I came back after death as anything, it would be as a mule. It was like a journey through the hell of those who defy the Yanjing will of heaven. I thought I’d stopped believing in those hells, but they hadn’t stopped believing in me. They had followed me all the way here. This one had, anyway.