Each Well was linked to one of the five elements: Aether, Earth, Water, Wind, or Fire.

I can feel their Threads waiting.

Who the rut is that Nubrevnan Windwitch? And: He should really learn how to button a shirt.

Always. There was always blood where Aeduan went.

Allow me to serve you, Safiya. We have spent too many years apart.” “And I have spent too many hours between meals.” A glare. “Give it to me now, Polly, or I shall castrate you with a fork.

As Aeduan walked onward, he was pleased to find he’d left a trail of muddy boot-prints throughout the house.

Contrary to what your teacher might suggest,” I declare, “it is perfectly all right to be strange. For ever after, you will be glad you did what you wanted instead of what everyone else expected.

Someone’s magic was cleaving.

The music slowed. She pulled away first, slinking back the required four steps. Merik didn’t look away from her face, and he only distantly noticed that, as she pulled away, his Windwitchery seemed to settle. Her skirts stopped swishing, her hair fluttered back to her shoulders.

What is life except perception?