Rivers For Storms by Teshelle Combs EPUB & PDF

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• Author: Teshelle Combs
• Language: English
• Genre: Dragons & Mythical Creatures Fantasy 
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THE DAY THE GENERAL
CAUGHT THE SPY
Gua teaches us that it is not we who hold the water, but the water who holds
us. Yet the greatest miracle is not that the water holds us…it is that Gua
teaches.
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He will never forgive me for this.
But I didn’t need Nkita to forgive me; I needed him to stay alive. The two
of us together were more than a liability. We were a death sentence.
“Look up at me again, and I’ll knock your teeth right out of your mouth,
muckeater!” A burly Cryl hurled his apple core in my direction, spitting on
the ground as I hurried past. His gray wings fullspread, he hissed until I was
out of earshot.

Of course, he’d seen the metal ring in my lower lip. And of course, he
despised me for it. But removing the ring could mean a worse fate. If I was
found out to be a Grounded while failing to distinguish myself as such, I’d be
executed without trial and without mercy. And so I wore the ring, which gave
these Cryl the right to say whatever they wished to me.

I pulled the hood of my cloak tighter over my head and bit my lip in,
ducking behind a rolling carriage. If only I could get through town and into
the woods. The perils among the trees would prove to be quite substantial,
but at least it would be more difficult for Nkita to find me.

I picked up my pace, keeping my feet light, though I was more than tired,
though the soles of my boots scraped along the packed dirt of the main road.
Things had been easier in the Capital of Crylia. Playing the part of a
servant had taken its toll on me. It meant spending my days on my hands and
knees, but there, I had friends. There, I had a cot to sleep in and an
expectation of general decency when I walked the streets.

Outside of the Capital, Cryl with no wings—Grounded as we were called
—were shown little respect. No, these woodland Cryl were vile and rageful
even toward their own kind. In the Capital, the elites would expect me to
avert my gaze, to hold my tongue in their presence. Those tethered to the
Great Cza never really cared what I had to say anyway. But not so here. In
the woodlands, a misplaced word could lead to talons around my throat.
Yet, Nkita and I could not go back to the Capital. Not ever. For there was
a truth we needed to keep hidden. I was less than a servant, less than a
Grounded.

An icy hand gripped my wrist and pulled me to an alleyway between two
slumping buildings. When at last we were in the shadows, I yanked my arm
away. If anyone had seen me so defiant in the street, I would have been
arrested. But the shadows were my protection. The shadows…and the
General.

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