The Shaman's Curse (Dual Magics Book 1) - Plot & Excerpts
The downside of having a shelter and enough to eat—of not having to spend every minute of the day just trying to survive—was that it gave him too much time to think. He’d never in his life felt this alone. Chitter was the only thing that kept Vatar from feeling so lonely that he’d just give up. His body was hungry, but Vatar had little appetite. Now that he had enough to eat it all tasted flat eaten alone. Just as his time was empty without anyone to share it with, no matter how he tried to fill it. Vatar yearned to be with his family. Most of all he ached to be with Zavar and Savara. Vatar stared into the fire. It was almost as if he could picture them and what they were doing. Zavar and Savara asleep next to Fenar. Pa nearby, sharpening the knife Vatar had made for him, while Mother mended the knee of one of the children’s trousers and Kiara practiced weaving a grass mat. Mother hummed as she worked and Vatar found himself humming along. The sound of his own voice startled him.
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