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Chapter 408: Beyond the Clouds:
“No.” Elder Alonso said. “It is something else. Something very old, and very tired, and newly awake.” He shook his head. “But I do not know. I am only a miner, with a bit of the gift. Do not make too much of it.”“You are not only a miner.” Gabriel said.“I am a great deal less than you think.”“That is what people say about themselves just before they are exactly what we need.” Gabriel said.Elder Alonso looked at his son. Something moved in his face, wry and tender.“You are far too clever.” he said.“I know. It is a curse.”“It is a gift.”“They are the same.”“Not always.” Elder Alonso said. “But close.”They rode on. A little lower, the black pines gave way to oak and beech, bare and silver in the cold. The path leveled. Elder Alonso, who had been staring ahead with a distant look, spoke again.“The star bearers.” he said. “They were chosen, I was told, by the orb itself. At birth, or in early childhood, a certain child would show a mark. A faint pattern, like constellations, on
Chapter 407: The Wise winds:
They mounted. The horses were stout mountain ponies, shaggy and sure-footed, bred for the thin air and the narrow ledges. Elder Alonso rode a big, ugly bay named Boulder. Gabriel’s pony, a placid gray, carried two bags of books and an alarming quantity of loose papers. Ivana rode a little black mare called Pepper, with Flint the hawk riding her shoulder, hooded, quiet, attentive. The second hawk, the larger one that had carried the letter, perched on Elder Alonso’s saddlebow, its feathers ruffled against the cold.At the turn of the road, Elder Alonso looked back once. The village lay below him in the dawn, small and bright and perfect, its smoke rising straight into the still air. At the gate, three figures stood, Odalys and Andre and, a little behind them, Hesper, leaning on her cane. Andre raised one hand. Elder Alonso raised his in return. Then the road bent, and the rowan tree vanished behind a shoulder of rock, and the village was gone.For a long time, nobody spoke.It was Gabr
Chapter 406: Life is all about Trade-offs:
“You will be.” Elder Alonso said. “In every way that matters. And your mother needs you, and the village needs you. There are eight hundred people on this mountain. They have no one else. If I take you, they are defenseless. If I take Gabriel and Ivana, they are only a little lighter.”“Mother has Torvald.” Andre said, bitterly.“Torvald is a good watch-captain.” Odalys said quietly. “He is not a seer. He cannot feel what you feel. When the knocking grows louder, he will not hear it.”“You will hear it.” Andre said.“I will hear it.” she said. “I have always heard it. I am a healer, Andre, not a fighter. I can tell you when the mountain is ill. I cannot tell it to be well.”“Then we both stay.” Andre said desperately. “We can.”“We can.” Odalys said. “And we will. I am not leaving my home. But I would like to know that the one who guards it has your father’s blessing.”Andre looked at her, and at his father, and at his younger siblings, who sat very still, gazing at him with wide silv
Chapter 405: The Impossible decisions:
Nobody spoke. Elder Alonso’s hand, which had been resting on the table, had tightened into a fist.“That is not proof.” he said, in a thick voice.“It is not proof.” Gabriel agreed. “It is a dream. But I have had a great many dreams, Father. And I know the ones that mean something. This was one.”“Gabriel.” Andre said, and his eyes were bright. “You said nothing.”“I was afraid you would stop him from going.”“I would not.” Andre said, almost angrily. “I would never.”“You are the one who always says we must stay.”“I say we must stay because someone must.” Andre said. “That is not the same as wanting.”Elder Alonso looked from one son to the other. He was a big man, and a quiet one, and he had never in his life been good at saying what he felt. But something rose in his face now, a slow, troubled tenderness, as of a man who has found a locked door in his own house.“I have been a poor father.” he said.“That is not true.” Odalys said sharply.“It is. In the way that matters.” he said
Chapter 404: The Lantern in the Caves:
Gabriel was sixteen, lanky and untidy, with ink on his fingers and a fierce, absent-minded cast to his face. He came down from the loft with a book in each hand and a third tucked under his chin, and tripped on the last step, and was caught without comment by Andre. He was the scholar of the family. He was also, as everyone in the village knew, the one with the gift most strongly woken. His dreams were famous. Three times in the past year, he had warned of a rockslide a day before it came.They sat around the long table. Odalys ladled the soup. No one ate.“I have received an invitation.” Elder Alonso said.He told it slowly, in his plain, unhurried way. He did not read the letter aloud, because of the rune. But he gave them every word he could. A house, in a village far to the east. Five children with the sight, and more coming. A star bearer named Kaelen Ashwright, young, barely nineteen, who had defeated the primordial force and walked into the lair of a god of death. Elders who ha
Chapter 403: Next Levels:
The house with the blue door stood at the north side of the square, a little apart, in the shadow of the watchtower. It was small, and it had been well kept. The slate roof was patched with fresh blue crystal. A rowan tree grew by the gate, bare now, its red berries long since taken by birds. On the sill of the kitchen window stood a clay jar of dried herbs and, beside it, a small clay lamp, unlit.Elder Alonso stopped at the gate. He stood there for a long time, his hand on the latch, the letter heavy against his chest.He had been standing so when he was a young man, eleven years before, in the autumn when the demon came. The leaves had been turning. He had come home from the storehouse with a sack of ledger-books under his arm, and Ilsabet had been at the window, laughing at something Maren said, and he had thought, standing at the gate in the late light: this is the best hour of my life.He had been right. It was.“Father?”The voice came from behind him. He turned. A tall young m
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