Sophia Harris
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Steel-blue walls and windows bordered in black made the House of Mirrors stand out from its neighbors. Walking closer, dense patterns of runes swirled and faded to dissuade snoopers. Kai wasn’t sure he'd be able to crack them without seeing their physical anchor. “I always wanted to visit a place founded by one of the Three Sisters,” Rain mused. The siren had grown his land legs and regained his sunny glow. Wearing an embroidered cobalt coat with silver lapels, a silk shirt and cream breeches,…-
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Kai walked down the wobbling gangway onto a dock of firm gray stone—likely compacted by an Earth shaper. After almost two weeks aboard, the phantom impression of the rocking ship made him sway with every step. Excitement thrummed in his chest. Despite the accidents, he stood on the mainland, the same place of awe and mystery he had dreamt about as a child. Hundreds of foreign faces shuffled around the dock. Only half sported the lighter features he associated with the Republic. There were plenty of…
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Kai and Flynn sat on the bed, the cabin was double the size of their own. A warm crystal illuminated a table and a chest to store personal effects. There was even an array to control the temperature, keeping the room chillier than outside. Oraine slumped on a chair with his knee up. Even if he had left home without packing, his pocket change must be counted in gold. From the relaxed smile he wore, Kai would have never guessed they had been arguing less than an hour ago. Kai tapped his foot and shifted…
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The door stuttered close behind Kai, creaking on rusty hinges. Body Augmentation rushed into his legs. He was confident in bolting outside, but where could he run? Shouting for help would accomplish nothing. Oraine could simply feign ignorance, the eerie teen was far more adept at dealing with people than him. If he could convince the other survivors they knew him, he could definitely turn them on him. With one last squeak, the door swung closed, trapping Kai in the narrow cabin. Hallowed Intuition was…
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A breeze swept the prow of the Captain Karin had said they were in a Red-1 area—pitifully low by most standards. He still had to wrap his head around the idea that beasts could be everywhere around them and that it was considered normal. Perhaps that was why people chose to cross the Vanean Sea to relax in the archipelago. There hadn’t been a point in classifying the ambient density at home since every area outside Veeryd was Red-0—unable to awaken or sustain the weakest of beasts. Being born…
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His hands clawed the water for the surface. No matter what spell or skill Kai tried, he was always dragged back down, plunged into depths without escape. His chest scorched by the need for oxygen, he hung on to consciousness by a thread, just enough to prolong his suffering. A distant voice whispered of rescue, offering him a glimmer of hope. Then it was gone, and he was left alone in the bottomless abyss. Kai jolted awake, heaving for precious mouthfuls of air. He swung his arms wildly to free himself…
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It had been years since his teachers had vanished from the archipelago. Any attempt to look for them quickly ran into a dead end. The Republic might have some clue, but Kai wasn’t about to show them a connection with his previous identity. He had never learned the butler's full name; surely he wasn’t the only Elijah out there. Leafing through the pages, the journal recounted the owner's mundane life right up to embarking on the “Are you hurt?” Flynn whispered, still hidden in Shadow. “What’s…
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The crystal His eyes fell on the Fate Fulcrum, a hair-thin Y chink cut across the circles of elvish script, letting motes of light escape through the fissure. The ship groaned, making the blood from the bisected pirate ripple. A glass paperweight rolled on the nightstand and thumped on the floor, tripping a quill straight for his eye. Kai moved out of the way, getting his cheek marred with ink. This wasn’t the time to lose himself in theoretical speculation. He stored the cracked silvery disk in his…
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Kai downed two vials to boost his mental and physical attributes, soon imitated by Flynn. They were weaker versions than those Dora had once gifted him, carrying a smaller backlash. Shrouded in mist, the cloaked figurehead of the ebony ship aimed straight at them, gliding over the waves like Charon’s ferry. His hand tightened against the Tidal Wand; he would have preferred the hilt of his sword. “Cursed Gods! What kind of pirate ship carries artillery spells in these seas?” A sailor tended to the…
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At the shout of Nathumeli strode out of his cabin, yelling at the spotter. “Are you sure it’s pirates?” “Aye, captain! They fly black sails and no flag!” A wiry woman shouted from the crow’s nest. “How did they come so close without us noticing?” “Some kind of shielding, Captain. But I don’t recognize their ship from any of the lists.” “Cursed depths!” Nathumeli went to stand on the prow beside them and took out a golden spyglass to peruse the distance. The object lit…
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