The market hummed with morning activity. Ten-year-old Faline adjusted the basket of bread on her arm, feeling the warmth of her early baking radiating through the woven handle. Beside her, Ravael carried a collection of carefully gathered roots and late-summer berries. "We need wood for the winter," Faline murmured, more to herself than to Ravael. … Continue reading The Old Ways: Chapter 3–The Market

Faline learns to keep a secret