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.Smoldering, ruined buildings burnedhot in Kip s vision.More important for him and Sanson, he saw a flat-bottomed punt tied at theSendinas dock.He and Sanson hit the bottom of the trail at a full run.They rounded a corner and in themorning sun saw thirty mounted Mirrormen, drawn up in battle formation. We wanted to take you alive, the red drafter said.His skin was crimson, and fury tinged his voice. Adrafter with your potential doesn t come along every day.But you ve killed two of King Garadul s men,and for that, you die. Chapter 15 You re not really going to crash us, Karris said as Gavin brought them over the scrub desert. Oh, I see.When I m flying,we re flying, but when we re crashing,I m crashing. Gavin banked the condor to the right so they wouldn t be seen from Garriston.There was still a goodchance some farmer or fisherman would spot them, but who would believe a lone fisherman who saidhe d seen a giant flying man-bird? If a whole city saw them, it would be a different story.Garriston,despite being the most important port in Tyrea, wasn t much.The bay was overfished, the land was hotand dry with bad soil, the Ruthgari governor corrupt, his men worse.It hadn t always been this way.Before the False Prism s War, there had been a vast system of irrigationcanals that had brought this scrub desert into bloom, with two or even three harvests a year.There hadPage 53 been locks that fed trade to dozens of small cities up and down the Umber River.But canals and locksrequired drafters and maintenance.Without either, this land had withered, punished for the sins of deadmen. Gavin, I m serious.Are we really going to crash? Trust me, he said.She opened her mouth, then shut it.He guessed what she hadn t said: Because that s worked out sowell for me before? Got anything fragile in your bag? he asked. How bad is this going to be? she asked, real concern in her voice. Sorry.I should have waited until we were closer to the ground. Wait, what s that? Karris asked.Gavin looked west, following her eyes, but didn t see what had made her curious.The land aroundGarriston was plains and dry farmland, but to the west it quickly yielded to steep, tall, impassablemountains that abutted almost directly on the sea.The Umber River was just on the other side of thosemountains.If it could go straight to the sea through the mountains it would have been only ten leagueslong.Instead, it had to go east to Garriston, separated from the ocean by fencelike mountains, almost ahundred and fifty leagues from origin to outlet. There, Karris said, pointing. Smoke. Gavin wasn t sure that the black wisp was anything more than Karris s and now his imagination.Regardless, it was on the other side of the mountains, so it didn t matter.He was just opening his mouthto tell Karris that when the condor passed over one of the foothills.A powerful updraft shot them higherinto the air.It took Gavin s breath away.He d only experimented with the condor over water.He hadn t eventhought about how the ground beneath where he was gliding would affect the air above it.Now that hehad experienced it, it made sense.Why else did birds of prey spiral so often in the same places? Gavinhad assumed they were good hunting grounds.Now he knew.Updrafts. Can we make it over the mountains? Karris asked.From this new height Gavin looked down, gulped, and immediately looked back to the horizon hewas certain that what they had seen was smoke.And for it to be visible from this far away, it could onlybe one of two things.Let it be a forest fire.Please, Orholam. We can.But if we do, you re not going to meet the man who was supposed to get you into Garadul sarmy.And I can t get the condor back into the air without the sea.I ll have to float all the way down theriver. Gavin, when I see that much smoke, I think red wight.A Torch could be burning down an entire city.Page 54 You re heading out to stop a color wight near Ru? These people aren t worth any less than the people ofRu.If it comes to it, there are a lot of drafters in Ru who could work together against the blue wight.These people have no one. In his mind s eye, Gavin was comparing the land below him to the maps he knew of Tyrea.It wassurprisingly easy, given that he was closer to the perspective most maps were drawn from than mostpeople ever got.He looked at the mountains, the not-quite-pass through them, and the position of therising smoke.A thought struck him with a greater force than mere intuition.He wasn t here on accident.It wasn t coincidence that he was gliding in the one place where he could see this fire, or that he hadKarris with him.That was no forest fire.It wasn t a red wight either.That fire was rising from Rekton.It had been a beautiful town before the war.It was the town whereGavin s son was.Gavin knew it, even though they were so far away there was no way to know it.IfOrholam had actually existed, this was the kind of punishment he would devise for Gavin.Or test.Whatever it was, it was a choice.Five years left, and five great purposes still to accomplish.And one of those actually was mostly selfless:to free Garriston, which had been crushed because of him.Which was suffering still, because of him.If Gavin went to Rekton, he d have to face that crazy woman, Lina.He d have to face her son Kip, andtell him that he wasn t his father: Sorry, you re still fatherless.I have no idea what your lying slut mother istalking about.That would doubtless go over well.They would also be close to Rask Garadul s army, so Karris wouldopen her orders, and everything would get messy fast [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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.Smoldering, ruined buildings burnedhot in Kip s vision.More important for him and Sanson, he saw a flat-bottomed punt tied at theSendinas dock.He and Sanson hit the bottom of the trail at a full run.They rounded a corner and in themorning sun saw thirty mounted Mirrormen, drawn up in battle formation. We wanted to take you alive, the red drafter said.His skin was crimson, and fury tinged his voice. Adrafter with your potential doesn t come along every day.But you ve killed two of King Garadul s men,and for that, you die. Chapter 15 You re not really going to crash us, Karris said as Gavin brought them over the scrub desert. Oh, I see.When I m flying,we re flying, but when we re crashing,I m crashing. Gavin banked the condor to the right so they wouldn t be seen from Garriston.There was still a goodchance some farmer or fisherman would spot them, but who would believe a lone fisherman who saidhe d seen a giant flying man-bird? If a whole city saw them, it would be a different story.Garriston,despite being the most important port in Tyrea, wasn t much.The bay was overfished, the land was hotand dry with bad soil, the Ruthgari governor corrupt, his men worse.It hadn t always been this way.Before the False Prism s War, there had been a vast system of irrigationcanals that had brought this scrub desert into bloom, with two or even three harvests a year.There hadPage 53 been locks that fed trade to dozens of small cities up and down the Umber River.But canals and locksrequired drafters and maintenance.Without either, this land had withered, punished for the sins of deadmen. Gavin, I m serious.Are we really going to crash? Trust me, he said.She opened her mouth, then shut it.He guessed what she hadn t said: Because that s worked out sowell for me before? Got anything fragile in your bag? he asked. How bad is this going to be? she asked, real concern in her voice. Sorry.I should have waited until we were closer to the ground. Wait, what s that? Karris asked.Gavin looked west, following her eyes, but didn t see what had made her curious.The land aroundGarriston was plains and dry farmland, but to the west it quickly yielded to steep, tall, impassablemountains that abutted almost directly on the sea.The Umber River was just on the other side of thosemountains.If it could go straight to the sea through the mountains it would have been only ten leagueslong.Instead, it had to go east to Garriston, separated from the ocean by fencelike mountains, almost ahundred and fifty leagues from origin to outlet. There, Karris said, pointing. Smoke. Gavin wasn t sure that the black wisp was anything more than Karris s and now his imagination.Regardless, it was on the other side of the mountains, so it didn t matter.He was just opening his mouthto tell Karris that when the condor passed over one of the foothills.A powerful updraft shot them higherinto the air.It took Gavin s breath away.He d only experimented with the condor over water.He hadn t eventhought about how the ground beneath where he was gliding would affect the air above it.Now that hehad experienced it, it made sense.Why else did birds of prey spiral so often in the same places? Gavinhad assumed they were good hunting grounds.Now he knew.Updrafts. Can we make it over the mountains? Karris asked.From this new height Gavin looked down, gulped, and immediately looked back to the horizon hewas certain that what they had seen was smoke.And for it to be visible from this far away, it could onlybe one of two things.Let it be a forest fire.Please, Orholam. We can.But if we do, you re not going to meet the man who was supposed to get you into Garadul sarmy.And I can t get the condor back into the air without the sea.I ll have to float all the way down theriver. Gavin, when I see that much smoke, I think red wight.A Torch could be burning down an entire city.Page 54 You re heading out to stop a color wight near Ru? These people aren t worth any less than the people ofRu.If it comes to it, there are a lot of drafters in Ru who could work together against the blue wight.These people have no one. In his mind s eye, Gavin was comparing the land below him to the maps he knew of Tyrea.It wassurprisingly easy, given that he was closer to the perspective most maps were drawn from than mostpeople ever got.He looked at the mountains, the not-quite-pass through them, and the position of therising smoke.A thought struck him with a greater force than mere intuition.He wasn t here on accident.It wasn t coincidence that he was gliding in the one place where he could see this fire, or that he hadKarris with him.That was no forest fire.It wasn t a red wight either.That fire was rising from Rekton.It had been a beautiful town before the war.It was the town whereGavin s son was.Gavin knew it, even though they were so far away there was no way to know it.IfOrholam had actually existed, this was the kind of punishment he would devise for Gavin.Or test.Whatever it was, it was a choice.Five years left, and five great purposes still to accomplish.And one of those actually was mostly selfless:to free Garriston, which had been crushed because of him.Which was suffering still, because of him.If Gavin went to Rekton, he d have to face that crazy woman, Lina.He d have to face her son Kip, andtell him that he wasn t his father: Sorry, you re still fatherless.I have no idea what your lying slut mother istalking about.That would doubtless go over well.They would also be close to Rask Garadul s army, so Karris wouldopen her orders, and everything would get messy fast [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]