Chapter 30
Isika jolted awake and opened her eyes to see that the sky outside the hut was still dark. Her heart pounded wildly, and she blinked, trying to figure out what had woken her and why she felt so strange.
She sensed no danger. Actually, she felt excellent, almost as though she was in Azariyah... she sat bolt upright, reaching deep into herself. Her gift, her magic. It was all there. She was filled to the brim.
The Palipa sat up and lifted heavy eyelids to peer at her. In the distance, Keethior gave a long, exultant call. Herrith stirred in his sleep, letting out a sigh.
Power hummed in Isika's body, singing the lifesong of the Shaper, calling her to come and float along the veins of the earth, swim in the seas, rest on the sand.
She held her hands out and looked at them, turn
