To Snap a Silver Stem

The beasts kick up dirt and pulsing red embers every time their powerful paws assault the frosty soil—leverage for their frenzied attack on the dome. Or anything that might lead her toward the truth.” No child should be forced to bear that weight. A frown chases away Cainon’s carefree demeanor. “That’s a tall order, petal. Another step, and there’s a swirl of scurrying darkness as the Irilak drift back …