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Blurb:

Two sets of halfling twins, Ashlea, Brandien, Jaydren and Kylandra sent away from their home by their parents to protect them from trouble, search for mentors to teach them how to use their affinities.

During the escape, they face many problems forcing them to use their affinities by trial and error. They also meet Alizand, the son of the ruling prince of Wesren. Zand has an affinity for Fire and this will keep him from gaining the rule.

Dom Senet, an advisor to his father, and once a friend of the quartet’s parents suspects Zand’s affinity. He wishes to corrupt the teen and use him to gain control of the four princedoms of the land and of the highlands. The evil dom has all four affinities. The four must reach a secret place and find teachers before the evil man discovers them

Excerpt:

As they moved onward, Bran felt as though he walked through a fog. The grief, the fear of the younger pair beat against his own insecurities and the beats became stronger, louder. He staggered and fell. His knees cracked against the rocky surface. He closed his eyes.

“Bran,” Ky yelled. “Get up. Get up! Jay, help me. Bran fell. I think he’s sick.”

His siblings pulled him to his feet. He stumbled between them.

“Come on,” Ash called. “We’re here and quicker than when Mama and I came.”

Half-dragged by the younger twins, Bran lurched forward. When they rounded a bend, a blaze of light made his eyes water. Crystals embedded in massive columns of what looked like glass took color from the torchlight. A rainbow flowed across an expanse of clear water.

“The pool … take me.” Bran’s voice echoed in the eerie silence. When they reached the pond, he freed himself from his siblings’ grasp. “Leave me.” He knelt and thrust his hands into the icy water.

At first, the cold made him shiver. The clarity of the pool darkened. Inky stains spread from his fingers. Grief, fear, anger flowed from his spirit. The uneasiness that had engulfed him ebbed away. He watched the water beneath his hands go from black to gray, and then clear.

He rose and strode toward the three clustered around a small fire built from the ends of the old torches. He opened his packet of journey food, held a piece of flatbread over the flames. When it softened, he wrapped it around a slab of cheese.

“What did you do?” Ash asked. “I feared for you.”

Bran swallowed the bite he chewed. “Took Ky’s feelings into myself, then Jay’s. They made me feel … heavy.”

“I didn’t mean to harm you,” Ky said.

“You didn’t. I haven’t done this before, except with Mama or Papa. The things they sent were different, not as real as the ones today.”

Ash frowned. “You must take care.”

“I can’t help experiencing what others feel. You heard what Papa said.”

“There should be a way to block what happens,” she said.

“They never taught me how.”

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