Secrets Of Moth (The Moth Saga, Book 3) - Plot & Excerpts
Bailey had spent the past few hours cursing, spitting, and grumbling about Ferius, about the fools who followed him, and—just as vigorously—about how slow Torin walked. Standing here, the wind in her hair, she gasped and her eyes dampened. She reached out and held Torin's hand. "Look," she whispered. "Oh, Torin. Look." He stood at her side, caked in mud, his clothes tattered and his sword green with the juice of leaves. His eyes dampened and a soft smile spread across his face. "It's beautiful." He squeezed her hand. "It's . . . the most beautiful thing I've seen." She grinned and pinched his cheek. "You gardener boys." She hopped and began racing downhill, tugging him with her. "Now come on, tree lover! Let's go explore." The valley sprawled below the Nayan Escarpment like a courtyard below a wall, full of mist, ferns, and grass. A grove of giants rose here, the trees hundreds of feet tall. Bailey had seen the castles of Kingswall, the towers of Pahmey, and the palaces of both Yintao and Asharo, capitals of night.
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