Behjet eased the horse forward again. “The harvest is failing. There will be no crop at all if this rain doesn’t stop – not even hay.”The rain. The rain she’d been so grateful for, the rain that concealed the warping of her shadow. It was going to kill people.

Behjet eased the horse forward again. “The harvest is failing. There will be no crop at all if this rain doesn’t stop – not even hay.”The rain. The rain she’d been so grateful for, the rain that concealed the warping of her shadow. It was going to kill people.

– Erin Bow –

Plain Kate

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