"the room responds to you. That's the trick. I had to try a dozen times before I figured it out: if you try to respond to what the rain garden shows you, you'll never get there. You have to lead and let the room respond to you."

“Valinhall, in contrast, has only existed for sixty years. As far as we have been able to learn, the Territory was cobbled together in one of Damasca’s twisted experiments. Damasca undoubtedly intended to use its power to further pervert the natural order, but the first Valinhall Traveler—by the name of Valin—turned the Territory’s power against Da

Incarnations warped the world around them, reforming reality. Twisting it. The longer they stayed in one place, the more the world would transform in the image of the Incarnation’s Territory. In this case, he was turning this world into Valinhall simply by standing there. Kai glanced

Either way, it is theoretically impossible for two Incarnations of the same Territory to exist simultaneously."

Simon couldn’t help but notice that there were only nine Territories represented, when there should have been ten. Not counting Valinhall, which Enosh barely seemed to acknowledge as a real Territory, there should have been nine original Territories and Elysia. He supposed they couldn’t represent Ragnarus, the ninth Territory, because its only Trav

Dragon’s Fang. Valin, the Wanderer, the Incarnation of Valinhall, reached down and picked up his sword. “Ka’nie’ka, my friend,” Valin said.

“I remember the Grandmasters of old, and I do not agree with Alin’s assessment. I believe you should be on your guard.” “Thank you,” Simon said to the bird. In his own ears, his voice sounded dark. He felt as though he was back in Valinhall, surrounded by traps and enemies and the certainty that, as soon as he put a foot wrong, he would die. In som

Her brother pointed a finger in her direction. "You're right! It wasn't hers. It was ours. We all perpetuate this system while we're a part of it. We keep these Incarnations enslaved, and we pay lives to do it. Well, there are other ways. The whole system will burn to the

“Simon, there is more going on here than we know,” Alin said seriously. “That’s why I need you here, with me. I think, whatever happens, that you and I are going to be important.” In his gleaming gold armor, with his golden hair shining in the torchlight, Alin looked every inch a king. And, for once, he was talking to Simon as an equal.