But Verdant Adin had already learned the secret of the grove.
And growth hurt.
Adin had never known silence. Not the gentle kind, anyway. For most of her life, silence was the space between explosions, the hollow ring in her ears after a sword clashed against corrupted armor. But here, deep in the grove they called the Verdant Sepulcher , the silence was different. It breathed. verdant adin epic seven