A River Enchanted (Elements of Cadence, #1)

by Rebecca Ross

The weight of each word he uttered, and how his words unfolded in the air. He was far more mindful of them now, understanding that most of them were worthless.

folk of fire reigned on the isle.”

“It’s the river.

Beware of blood in the water.

I am but a verse inspired by your chorus, and I will follow you until the end, when the isle takes my bones and my name is nothing more than a remembrance on a headstone, next to yours.”

“You are the east as you are the west. You are mine as I am yours.”