Threshing Day

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There is nothing quite as humbling, or as awe-inspiring, as witnessing Threshing... for those who live through it anyway. -COLONEL KAORI'S FIELD GUIDE TO DRAGONKIND “I'll give you my honesty if you give me yours.” I take a fortifying breath. Sgaeyl's eyes narrow to slits. “Do you know what's happening out there?” I gesture behind me. "Do you know why my father attempted to secede from Navarre?" She waits so long that I start to wonder if she's ever going to answer. "I do." I nod. "And do you know what I will do with whatever power you channel to me?" "Do you, Xaden Riorson?" She comes close enough that I could reach out and touch her snout if I dared. "You need not question me. I have seen your soul. Every haunted memory, every vile thought, every malevolent desire for revenge. I am cognizant of your downfalls, and yet I see the potential of everything you can become. I see it all." My chest constricts. She's really choosing me. Not even Garrick knows the true depth of what I’m capable of, the parts I keep hidden from everyone. My mother left. My father died. There isn't a single person on the Continent who truly knows me. Until now.