Dead Stars - Part Two (The Emaneska Series) - Plot & Excerpts
Not quite lords, born into land and power. Nor were they kings or queens, with royal blood passed down from vein to vein. No. Theirs was a hierarchy and position based on skill and skill alone. Theirs was a democracy of ability and wisdom. The finest Smith and Pen would ascend the ladder of authority, ruling until usurped by another. A perfect system? Perhaps not. Jealousy was also forged in the fires of Scalussen, in time. But that is true of all hierarchies.” From the writings of the infamous, and anonymous, critic Áwacran Fog had swallowed the north too, in one giant gulp. It was the cusp of morning, and it was as though the Waveblade floated on the edge of a half-dreamt world. Featureless, smothering, the fog was thicker than a stew. Even the crow’s nest had been partially swallowed by it. Those standing at the wheel had to squint to see the bow. There was nothing to guide them save for the distant, muffled hiss of a beach, and the faint shadow that gave the grey some precious depth.
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