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First published in Great Britain by HarperVoyager 2014
Copyright © Peter V. Brett 2014
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Source ISBN: 9780008114701
Ebook Edition © December 2014 ISBN: 9780008114718
Version: 2014-11-11
Contents
For Myke and Joshua, who read all the versions.
Like the other Demon Cycle novellas, The Great Bazaar and Brayan’s Gold, this story grew out of the main series, a stunted branch that put down roots and flourished when planted on its own.
The first chapter, ‘Burning True’, was originally written as the opening chapter of my third novel, The Daylight War. It quickly became clear that telling Briar’s story fully would require far more space than I had to spare in a series already known for its ever-increasing number of point-of-view characters. The chapter was excised, but I always knew I would come back to it when the time was right.
Some time later, the chapter was published in Shawn Speakman’s charity anthology Unfettered, under the title Mudboy. Still only a piece of Briar’s story, I’m grateful to Subterranean Press for giving me the chance now to finally tell the story in full.
Look for Briar to make appearances in The Skull Throne, the fourth book of the Demon Cycle next year.
Peter V. Brett
July, 2014
324 AR Summer
Briar started awake at the clanging.
His mother was banging the porridge pot with her metal ladle, the sound echoing through the house. ‘Out of bed, lazeabouts!’ she cried. ‘First Horn sounded a quarter past and breakfast is hot! Any who ent finished by sunup get an empty belly till luncheon!’
A pillow struck Briar’s head. ‘Open the slats, Briarpatch,’ Hardey mumbled.
‘Why do I always have to do it?’ Briar asked.
Another pillow hit Briar on the opposite side of his head. ‘Cause if there’s a demon there, Hardey and I can run while it eats you!’ Hale snapped. ‘Get goin’!’
The twins always bullied him together … not that it mattered. They had twelve summers, and each of them towered over him like a wood demon.
Briar stumbled out of the bed, rubbing his eyes as he felt his way to the window and turned up the slats. The sky was a reddish purple, giving just enough light for Briar to make out the lurking shapes of demons in the yard. His mother called them cories, but Father called them alagai.
While