The Burning Shadow (2014)
“thought Pirra, shifting uncomfortably on the hard earth floor.
First rule of survival, he’d told her once: Before anything, sort your day’s food and water.
Well, she had, but that didn’t help much. How was she going to survive on this strange, fiery island ruled by Crows?
The hut was sturdily built of basalt and pumice, with a door that faced south, to avoid the strong north wind. It was also fugged with the smells of unwashed people and the smoky dung fire.
On the other side of the wall, Pirra heard a pig snuffling for scraps. Her belly growled. On the shore she’d seen men gutting tuna fish bigger than dolphins, but the Islanders had only offered them a porridge of chickpeas and mackerel, and sour wine mixed with terebinth that tasted like tar.
“The Crows take everything,” they’d apologized. “If we protest, they send us down the mines.”
Despite their poverty, they were friendly.
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