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Lightsong is a God of the Hallandren people--a regular man who died in a heroic way, and was therefore brought back to life as a god. Siri is the rebellious daughter sent to marry the tyrannical god-king. Vivenna, sister to Siri, who will try to rescue her sibling. And then there's Vasher--whose motivations and goals are his own.
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Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works License.anted. It was the awareness all men had for others-that thing which whispered a warning, in the drowsiness of sleep, when someone entered the room. In Vasher, that sense had been magnified fifty times.
And now it was gone. Sucked into the cloak and the straw person, giving them power.
The cloak jerked. Vasher leaned down. "Protect me," he Commanded, and the cloak grew still. He stood, throwing it on.
The straw figure returned to his window. It carried a large ring of keys. The figure's straw feet were stained red. The crimson blood seemed so dull to Vasher.
He took the keys. "Thank you," he said. He always thanked them. He didn't know why, particularly considering what he did next. "Your Breath to mine," he commanded, touching the straw person's chest. The straw person immediately fell backward off the door-life draining from it-and Vasher got his Breath back. The familiar sense of awareness returned, the knowledge of connectedness, of fitting. He could only take the Breat
