The Foretelling
2 journalers for this copy...
I’m registering this book to go into the Mini YA/teen/preteen bookbox. Hope someone enjoys reading it!
"The weak are cruel; the strong have no need to be."
From the first page:
I was born out of sorrow, so my mother named me Rain.
Ours was a time of blood, when the sky reached on forever, when one horse became a hundred and then a thousand, when we wore our hair in long black braids and rode as warriors.
"The weak are cruel; the strong have no need to be."
From the first page:
I was born out of sorrow, so my mother named me Rain.
Ours was a time of blood, when the sky reached on forever, when one horse became a hundred and then a thousand, when we wore our hair in long black braids and rode as warriors.
Snagged from KiaraNala's Mini YA Bookbox. I've wanted to read this one for a while.
