Court of Nightfall (The Nightfall Chronicles, #1)

by Karpov Kinrade

I have always been a creature of knowledge. When the other children drew flowers in the sand, I drew plans for war. When they stared at clouds and gave them names, I studied the wind and predicted the weather. When they did as their parents asked because their parents said they knew best, I asked my parents why and how, and they did their best to explain—though even they said there were things a child should not hear. I did not understand why they said it. To me, knowledge was power, and I wondered if that was why adults kept it from children, why patricians kept it from plebeians. Those with knowledge controlled those without, and I would not be controlled. If you were to ask me what I think now, I would tell you this: I still think knowledge is power, but I no longer think that power is always good.