![]() The Reduners are hailing this power as god-sent, and its impact could transform a world. Only Terelle could help him turn things round, but she’s a prisoner herself and far from home.Īnd a new force is rising in the desert, a power that can move the sands themselves. For Shale isn’t a Stormlord in his own right – at least, not yet. Yet Shale needs his adversary more than his freedom, as unless they channel the rains together, thousands will die. ![]() Shale still lives, despite being betrayed, drugged and sold to his greatest enemy. The nomadic Reduners have put the Quartern’s rainlords to the sword, leaving their cities without water or hope. Without a Stormlord, the cities of the Quartern will wither and die. He brings the rain from the distant seas to his people. She finds shelter in the home of an elderly painter, but as she learns the strange and powerful secrets of his art she fears she may have traded a life of servitude for something far more perilous… The Stormlord is near death in his tower and there is no one, by accident or design, to take his place. If it doesn’t get him killed first… Terelle is a slave fleeing a life as a courtesan. It’s the one thing that keeps him alive and may save all the cities of the Quartern in the days to come. ![]() In the desert, water is life and currency, and Shale has none. ![]() Shale is the lowest of the low – an outcast from a poor village in the heart of the desert. ![]()
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