The Architect Of Song (Haunted Hearts Legacy Book 1) - Plot & Excerpts
No chairs or tables were in sight. It appeared the woman arranged meals upon one of her two trunks then sat on the ground, cushioned by the hand-woven carpet beneath my boots. Though she had an abundance of pots and dishes outside, her sole utensils were a knife and three spoons made of bone. At the tent’s farthest end, the remains of the quilt I’d seen hanging upon the trees covered a thin mattress. A few threadbare skirts had been rolled together to make a pillow. A three-legged iron pot sat in the midst, complete with holes in the sides. Tapping the lid to ensure it wasn’t hot, I opened it to find a pile of cool, porous rocks. “Coal?” Hawk looked over my shoulder, thoughtful. “Coke. The solid remains of coal after it’s been distilled. Emits no flame and little smoke. Yet still casts considerable heat. Perfect for life in a tent.” I stared at him in awe. “How do you know that?” He tugged on the chain at his waist so the watch swung next to his thigh, a troubled turn to his brow.
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