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Автор Элис Кова

This book is a work of fiction. The names, characters and events in this book are the products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any similarity to real persons living or dead is coincidental and not intended by the author.

Published by Keymaster Press

3971 Hoover Rd. Suite 77

Columbus, OH 43123-2839

Copyright © 2016 by Elise Kova

All rights reserved. Neither this book, nor any parts within it may be sold or reproduced in any form without permission.

Edited by: Rebecca Faith Heyman

Cover Design by: Nick D. Grey

Proofreading by: Christine Herman

Layout Design by: Gatekeeper Press

ISBN: 9781619845534

eISBN: 9781619845541

Library of Congress Control Number: 2017940126

Printed in the United States of America

ALSO BY ELISE KOVA

LOOM SAGA

The Alchemists of Loom

The Dragons of Nova

The Rebels of Gold

AIR AWAKENS SERIES

Air Awakens

Fire Falling

Earth’s End

Water’s Wrath

Crystal Crowned

GOLDEN GUARD TRILOGY

The Crown’s Dog

The Prince’s Rogue

The Farmer’s War

Contents

MAP – LOOM

MAP – NOVA

1. Arianna

2. Petra

3. Cvareh

4. Florence

5. Arianna

6. Yveun

7. Arianna

8. Florence

9. Arianna

10. Petra

11. Arianna

12. Florence

13. Arianna

14. Cvareh

15. Yveun

16. Florence

17. Petra

18. Arianna

19. Cvareh

20. Yveun

21. Florence

22. Cvareh

23. Petra

24. Yveun

25. Arianna

26. Florence

27. Cvareh

28. Petra

29.

Florence

30. Arianna

31. Florence

32. Cvareh

33. Yveun

34. Arianna

35. Florence

36. Arianna

37. Petra

38. Cvareh

39. Arianna

40. Florence

41. Yveun

42. Florence

43. Cvareh

44. Arianna

45. Yveun

46. Florence

47. Petra

48. Cvareh

49. Arianna

50. Florence

51. Yveun

52. Louie

Appendix: The World of Loom

Acknowledgements

About the Author

MAP – LOOM

MAP – NOVA

1. Arianna

It wasn’t that she didn’t trust Cvareh piloting the glider, it was that she valued her life a lot more than a superfluous notion like trust.

His hands, the color of the blue-gray sky that stretched above them, clutched the handles of the vessel with less than inspiring certainty. They shook as though they held birds or writhing snakes, not gold. His magic flowed through the metal and into the glider beneath them, filling the air, giving lift and speed, before discharging out behind the glider’s bat-like wings as a full prism’s worth of color.

Arianna clutched his waist, pushing her own magic under her heels, rooting herself to the glider in a battle against gravity. The contraption was not built for two and she had to manage her magic carefully to avoid interrupting the flow of his—a fate that would send them spiraling back earthward toward a near-certain death from the fall. His magic was fluctuating at best; the man had clearly never been taught how to pilot a glider and didn’t even understand the basics of how magic was channeled through the gold to give it lift.

It would be easy for her to assume control. He was powerful, but she would have no reservations and a firm understanding of how the glider functioned.