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The wind?Tris asked eagerly re going to write about scrying on the wind? She knew that soli fond of winds herself, Tris thought that being able to see things on the The problem was that Niko, the finest seer she knew, couldn t do it, and thus couldnt teach it have you got for it? Can I hed don t have a wind seer I hate to think of leaving this outI suppose we could dig up whats been written about it until now, though it would be wonderful if we had someone who could actually write about it as they do it

Tris slumped on the stool

The wind is Very difficult, Tris,Niko said gently s like scrying the future Youre assailed with thousands of iments, really It drives many who try it insane

Learned to scry the future,Tris pointed out

A number of people have informed me they think I am mad,Niko replied, his voice

very dry

soht? Were

starving And Lieshield refuses to discuss anything else before we choose ill do the index!

so it begins,Niko said wearily, straightening his clothes could be here for decades He stopped to give Chi her down to distract ested, hope in his eyes could meet some of your peers

could always pull my ears from my head, too,replied Tris It would be just as hed ve always been too sensible for me Check on this Warder fellow tomorrow,he rereed to give Kethlun shop-roo quarters The sh to hold the old hter and her husband From the sound of the quarrels,

Kethlun wasn t even sure that there was rooer couple There was certainly no room for Keth

At the end of the day, Keth closed the workshop After saying good night to Antonou, he walked down the Street of Glass to his home, located inside the entertain, as the district hosted quite a few people who regarded theft as an art for journeymen like Keth could afford Khapik s prices and also be entertained for free Residents and guests spanned the full spectruether under the naes, actors, amblers and fortune-tellers Other residents and eht cri-houses, theatres, inns, coffee and tea houses; and clerks who served in theunder the sun: clothing, souvenirs, jewellery, art, flowers and s to see and do no matter how late the hour Everyone caners, nobles, students andfrom attraction to attraction Keth s slow speech, occasional staht cluars wereteeth No one cared that he didn t talk ood listeners were in popular deh Tharios spent their lightning bolts on towers There were no towers in Khapik

After a few changes of address, Kethlun had settled at Ferouze s lodgings on Chamberpot Alley Ferouze let rooms cheaply, to

yaskedasi and anyone else who could pay Keth couldnt see what had brought fale-haired woman, but her hou se and her linens were clean and she had enough healing skills to treat the small injuries that befell even the most careful perfor his old skill at the game

When he entered the house, built like other Tharian homes around a central courtyard, Keth was surprised to find it so quiet This was the hour when the place should be waking up, with six yaskedasi in residence Ferouzes watchdogs ca down the corridor to sniff hi Keth to pass into the courtyard The rooreen where Ferouze had a kitchen garden and the well

Nor back and forth froossip and insults as they prepared for work Today Keth found three of the girls seated on one of the staircases, and no sign of their landlady or the two irls still wore day clothes, undyed wool kytens None of the Yali sat with the absent Iralihter curled up in her lap Little Glakis black curls were tangled Her face was red and swollen eeping, and she slept with her thumb in her mouth Xantha, the blonde northern dancer who lived there, still wept, her face puffy

Keth looked at Yali, who raised wet brown eyes to his s wrong? he asked All thought of the redheaded girl and her lightning fled his oosebue to knoas about to hear bad news is everyone?

And the reen-and-brown eyes, norer, were dull Her brown skin was ashen

Keth had to think for a moment to translate what she had said into his native Nareat hospital for the poor was called Noskeht he asked when his brain sorted it out died?