Delicate: The Alchemy of Emily Greyson - Softcover

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9780988491809: Delicate: The Alchemy of Emily Greyson

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ISBN 10: 098849180X ISBN 13: 9780988491809

Verlag: TouchNot Studio, 2012

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The year: 1760. Anna Greyson arrives in the Faeran Valley. What she thought would be a life of adventure with her husband turns out to be isolation in a deceptively broken land, until she meets the man who brought her to the Valley. Alex. The last of the Bremistans who settled the Valley centuries before. Anna holds the legend he needs to rescue the Valley from the cruelty his ancestors wreaked on the fruitless land. However, he is as fragile as the land is broken, powerless to restore the Valley. But Anna knows nothing of this and the deeper she involves herself in the Bremistan legend, the more inextricable her life becomes. When Alex offers her a life that will bring her everything she longs for, the cost is greater than she can foresee.Yet in the shadows grows a thread of hope. Anna wraps herself around that thread while the quiet power rises in her to endure the brokenness of her world until the last hope of the Faeran Valley reveals itself.

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"The echo of the river still surged through my senses, the last rush swelling into the romp and rumble of the Cragmoor vis-�-vis that carried us homeward. My husband, Leve, lifted his eyes out of whatever reverie he was silently holding and fastened them on me. 'Close your eyes, Anna,' he said, his voice excited. But closing my eyes only brought back that wink-of-an-eye whisper, 'You’re here,' clinging to me like a hesitant dance, the distinctive embrace of the remembered wind-gust still throbbing against my temple. Too vivid for dreams, too wayward to trust. I tripped my brain out of its trance and attempted to concentrate instead on Cragmoor Hills...A warm, reddening blanket fell across the trees and sharpened the edges of the wood and stone house. It looked like it had been carved out of the hill, set in such a way as to blend in with the stones that terraced it. It was like nothing I’d ever seen before. Not overly large, but, like Leve, distinctive in its surroundings. A thing of beauty, of warmth and quality, and it was immediately more home than anywhere I’d ever been...."

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