ena
rave. The smell of wet earth a
s marched in. Elara followed close b
air and struck me across the face, the force of it
as demanded, his breath
lood onto the stone fl
s a torturer's scourge, its head covered in small,as S
imate bane. It is the only substance that
courge. He brought it down dire
to my skin. The metal seared like a branding iron. I could hear the h
s name!" Si
felt as if it were rotting from the Silver's poison.
through bleeding lips.
was ignorant that Hunter was the name of
ilas told Elara. "I want to execute t
ew me into a small wooden cage affixed to the back of their
kin brushed against the Silver. The
e tiny spark of life I had carried-the secret I had never been allowed to speak-was all
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