Dawnshard by Brandon Sanderson EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
- Author: Brandon Sanderson
- Language: English
- Genre: Sea Stories
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Some people might have considered it boring work to select a new
trade expedition. To Rysn, it was a thrilling chase. Yes, she did it sitting in a
room surrounded by stacks of papers, but she felt like a hunter all the same.
Among these reports hid so many interesting tidbits.
Details of goods for
sale, rumors of ports with needs that the war was making difficult to fulfill.
Somewhere among all of this minutia was the perfect opportunity for her
crew. She sorted through it like a scout creeping through the underbrush,
quiet and careful, seeking the perfect line of attack.
Plus, diving into something so involved distracted her from other worries.
Unfortunately, as soon as she thought that, Rysn couldn’t help glancing at
Chiri-Chiri. Covered in carapace, with large membranous wings, the larkin
ordinarily spent her days pestering Rysn for food or otherwise getting into
trouble. But today, like so many recently, the larkin was curled up, sleeping
at the far end of the long table, near Rysn’s pot of grass from Shinovar.
Chiri-Chiri had grown to roughly a foot long from her snout to the base of
her tail—which extended another fifteen inches.
She was big enough that
Rysn needed two hands to carry her. The larkin cut an impressive profile,
with her pointed mandibles and predator’s eyes. But these days, her normally
brown-violet shell had whitened to an almost chalky color. Too white—this
wasn’t a simple molt. Something was wrong.
Rysn slid along her bench. In the past, she’d preferred a tiny office set off
from others. She now thought she’d done that unconsciously because she’d
wanted to hide away.
No more of that. She now had a large office, in which she’d commissioned
a variety of furniture changes. Though she’d lost the use of her legs in her
accident two years ago, her injury wasn’t as far up along her spine as other
people she’d written to. Rysn could sit on her own, though doing so strained
her muscles unless she had a backrest to lean against. Even then, she felt it
was good practice to sit and strengthen her muscles.
Instead of a chair—or a series of them—she preferred long benches with
high backs, which she could slide along. She’d ordered them built along the
various long tables in the office, which also had a large number of windows.
It felt so open and free now; she found it remarkable she’d ever preferred
something much smaller and darker.
She reached the end of the bench, near Chiri-Chiri’s nest of blankets. Rysn
set down her pen and plucked a diamond sphere from the nearby goblet, then
nudged it over to Chiri-Chiri. It glowed brightly, inviting the larkin to feast
on its Stormlight.
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