Back The Witch Roads
Chapters (73)
  1. Copyright Notice
  2. Dedication
  3. 1 ON ORDINARY LANES AND BEHIND UNPROTECTED WALLS
  4. 2 THE DEPUTY COURIER
  5. 3 A THIRD PRESENCE
  6. 4 THE HOLYSTONE PAVEMENT
  7. 5 THE HAUNT
  8. 6 THE MOON-BRIGHT MIRAGE
  9. 7 THE SOLE FRAGILE DEFENSE
  10. 8 THE SPORE
  11. 9 THREE WELL-SPRUNG CARRIAGES
  12. 10 A SWIRLING RIOT OF ACTIVITY
  13. 11 OF COURSE HE WAS HANDSOME
  14. 12 A GAMBIT TO RUIN HIM
  15. 13 A SLICE OF FESTIVAL CAKE
  16. 14 ORDER CREATES TRANQUILITY
  17. 15 THE THIRD ATONER
  18. 16 A FALSE AND ROTTEN HEART
  19. 17 BAIT
  20. 18 ALL WE HAD TO LOSE WAS OUR LIVES
  21. 19 THE OPENING
  22. 20 THERE IS ANOTHER WAY
  23. 21 AN EFFUSION OF UGLY SATISFACTION
  24. 22 BEST ADMIRED FROM A DISTANCE
  25. 23 SOMETHING HAD CAUGHT IN HIS THROAT
  26. 24 TO THIS DAY
  27. 25 THE THIEF
  28. 26 A PRAGMATIC SUGGESTION
  29. 27 DESTINED TO BE A CHARMING ADVENTURE AND NOT A TEDIOUS SLOG
  30. 28 SHOULD THEY LIVE THAT LONG
  31. 29 A PERILOUS DELIGHT
  32. 30 THAT UNEASY TIME
  33. 31 TEARS ARE A LUXURY
  34. 32 WISHFUL THINKING
  35. 33 EVEN IF THEY DO NOT LOOK IT
  36. 34 A SLOWLY HEAVING MOVEMENT
  37. 35 THE SOBER SEARCH FOR TRUTH
  38. 36 THE CONUNDRUM SHE WRESTLED WITH
  39. 37 FIVE BASKETS FULL!
  40. 38 SOMEWHERE AMONG THE ROCKS
  41. 39 THE MORNING OF THEIR DEATH
  42. 40 THE CLOUDBERRY BREW
  43. 41 THEIR PURSUERS
  44. 42 A SWALTER DELVING
  45. 43 THE ROPE BRIDGE
  46. 44 DON’T LOOK DOWN
  47. 45 THE MOST EFFICIENT WAY
  48. 46 A MORE COMPLICATED STORY
  49. 47 THE AFTERMATH
  50. 48 INTRUSIVE AND RUDE
  51. 49 A DOUSE OF ICY WATER
  52. 50 MORE LIKE A JOKE
  53. 51 AS THE EMPIRE DECREES
  54. 52 IF THAT IS YOUR PREFERENCE
  55. 53 THE VIGIL
  56. 54 NO ANSWER
  57. 55 A WILD AND ALLURING STORY
  58. 56 THE PULSE OF THE EMPIRE
  59. 57 HALF-TOLD LIES AND FRAGMENTS OF TRUTH
  60. 58 THE GREAT LINEAGES
  61. 59 A FUNNEL CLOUD
  62. 60 BATH
  63. 61 A PINCH OF JEALOUSY
  64. 62 TOO MANY BLANK SPOTS
  65. 63 THE LAST VIGIL
  66. 64 THE BEAT OF ITS HEART
  67. 65 THE DISTURBED VIPER
  68. 66 IMAGINE THERE IS A NAMELESS LAND
  69. 67 THE PERFECT WEAPON
  70. ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
  71. Also by Kate Elliott
  72. ABOUT THE AUTHOR
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Ao takes off the bear badge and throws it into the mist. “Go on,” she demands.

It feels strange to unpin the badge. El wonders if it wouldn’t be smart to keep the needle, but she can’t dig it out of the wood, and Ao is glaring at her.

“Do it! You promised!”

So El throws her badge into the mist too. The moment it vanishes into the darkness she’s glad, even though it meant losing the needle. They’re free, whatever comes next.

They walk as the moon sets and the stars wheel. By now it isn’t just her feet that sting but her chest as well, a restless ache that won’t ease even when they rest off the roadbed, on the embankment.

The sun rises. South lies only the road and the White Sea. They can still see the rise of the nameless land to the north. It’s too close, so they trudge on and on into the heat of the day. They hear a distant horn. Ao cries in fear. El thinks that probably soldiers will come after them because atoners must not be allowed to break their covenant with the masters. If atoners can escape, then who else might think to rebel?

Sometime later, they hear the horn a second time. They pick up their pace but, all too soon, they reach the end of the road, where both roadbed and embankment are severed as if by a flood or an earthquake. They are trapped on a dead end. Just as El feared.

The roadbed rises a bit here, the embankment built up beneath it, and then it just … ends, as if someone snapped off the next bit. Ao sits at the cleft with her feet dangling over the edge. She sighs, letting go of her hopes. “Oh well. It will be the knife, after all.”

El sighs too, at first. But then she really studies the scene before them, because it’s odd. The road is broken, yes, but the White Sea changes here in a way she doesn’t understand and hasn’t seen before. The White Sea lies heavy on either side of the roadbed they stand on, so thick a fog that the ground can’t be seen beneath it. Beyond the broken edge of the road, ahead of them, a gap of lower ground extends off in either direction, exactly like a river’s channel if it had run dry rather than being full of water.