More from B. A. Brander
If you came to Aurora in the middle, here is where she starts.
A Name Is Given
The heat came a month early that year. At dusk, wetting the cloth in the oldest wind tower, its keeper hears someone breathing in the gap behind the dry well.
A young woman, on her knees, with a pack on her back and a knife that is always warm. She barely speaks. She never sleeps through a night. And in Ombrel nobody asks a stranger's name.
Through the worst heat in living memory she carries water up the towers, while the shade runs short and the keeper must choose who goes down into the deep rooms.
A Selvage Ledger novella. Before The Hand That Enters It, there was Ombrel.
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The Hand That Enters It is the first book.