Nix is fourteen years old, blue-skinned and storm-haired, and his magic has just torn through him in the middle of a winter forest, eight years before it was ever meant to arrive. It left a wound in his chest and something dangerous loose in the world, and now he is running. Three brothers find him bleeding in the Sentinel Forest and do not turn away. What follows is their journey together through MirMarnia, an ancient world of breathing forests, river magic, and creatures older than any name for them, as four unlikely companions discover that the things hunting Nix are only the beginning of what this world has in store.
The Scrollkeepers Archive
Chapter 36: Sovereign Resonance
Oren released his magic and stepped back, breath unsteady. He looked from Bran to Nix to Tavik, then down at his own hands, still glowing faintly, still tingling with the remnants of something ancient and vast, and found he had no words yet for what had passed through them.