The Bird and the Sword by Amy Harmon EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Amy Harmon
- Language: English
- Genre: Fantasy Romance eBooks
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In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word
was God.
I can’t make words. I can’t make a sound. I have thoughts and feelings. I
have pictures and colors. They are all bottled up inside of me because I can’t
make words.
But I can hear them.
The world is alive with words. The animals, the trees, the grass, and the
birds hum with their own words.
“Life,” they say.
“Air,” they breathe.
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“Heat,” they hum. The birds call “Fly, fly!” and the leaves wave them
onward, uncurling as they whisper “grow, grow.”
I love these words. There is no deception or confusion. The words are
simple. The birds feel joy. The trees feel it too. They feel joy in their creation.
They feel joy because they ARE. Every living thing has a word, and I hear
them all.
But I can’t make them.
My mother told me with words, God created worlds. With words He
created light and dark, water and air, plants and trees, birds and beasts, and
from the dust and the dirt of those worlds, He created children, two sons and
two daughters, forming them in his image and breathing life into their bodies
of clay.
In the beginning, He gave each child a word, a powerful word, which
called down a special ability, a precious gift to guide them in their journey
through their world. One daughter was given the word spin, for she could
spin all manner of things into gold. The grass, the leaves, a strand of her hair.
One son was given the word change, which gifted him the ability to
transform himself into the beasts of the forest or the creatures of the air.
The
word heal was given to another son, to cure illness and injury among his
brothers and sisters. One daughter was given the word tell, and she could
predict what was to come. Some said she could even shape the future with the
power of her words.
The Spinner, The Changer, The Healer, and The Teller lived long and had
many children of their own, but even with blessed words and magnificent
abilities, life in the world was dangerous and difficult. Often-times, grass was
more useful than gold. Man was more desirable than a beast. Chance was
more seductive than knowledge, and eternal life was completely meaningless
without love.
The Healer could heal his siblings when they grew ill, but he couldn’t
save them from themselves. He watched as his brother, The Changer, spent
so much time as a beast—surrounded by them—that he became one himself.
The Spinner, who loved The Changer, was so crazed with grief, she spun and
spun, round and round, until she’d spun herself into gold, a statue of sorrow
next to the well of the world she’d climbed up from.
The Teller, realizing
she’d predicted it all, swore to never speak again, and The Healer, alone
without them, died of a broken heart he refused to heal.
Their children spread across the land, and years became decades and
decades became centuries. Their numbers grew great, and there were many
with the power of words or the ability to change or heal or spin.
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