Previous section (part 3) His laugh died. “Well, uh, would that be all?” She waved a hand to silence him and stared at the paper. She’d never make it to the Mutual Lands before the day died, but signing up…

Previous section (part 2) The way they looked so relaxed, the jokes they passed between them, and the unguarded expressions on their faces—she used to have that. She used to have someone to talk to and laugh with. But her…

Previous section (part 1) She glared up at the tree as though blaming it for the lack of help. The true culprit would be her god—he loved giving her the hardest, and sometimes most pointless, missions—but he also kept her…

Chapter 1   On top of a rickety wagon, a teenage girl eyed the last building still standing in the deserted town. Her driver, a balding old man with several extra joints in his arms, flapped his many elbows and…