Ander - Part 1: Subchapter 29
Without giving it a second thought, hezzi tore through the forest, running faster than he had ever run, weaving through the trees with barely any conscious effort, praying to the cora that he would reach them in time...
Qnta Rising, Prologue: Q'llaeri Cyclle Book 1
The tofar began their tattoo, the corae soon adding its cacophonous plea. the clangor made their marrow burn. da'nae summoned his song, his growls and melodies filling the village.
Ander - Part 2: Subchapter 34
She steadily worked her way deeper and deeper into the embrace of the cora, until she found the tear in the mountain's flesh. she never looked back, not even when the wind carried the last words she would hear from her father this night.
Ander - Part 3: Subchapter 39
He didn't know this path, but he could see the tip of the cora through the gaps in the canopy, a hazy grey tooth pointed at the sun, shining down through the mist like a white hole in the sky. there was a pale rainbow all around it. beautiful...
Ander - Chapter 5, Subchapter 16
Hezzi said, hoping to catch a glimpse of the cora through a gap in the clouds. "lana is chained to danado, and danado is chained to that tent. they can't come."
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 123
"what in the cora's name?" she stepped up beside him, hating the sound of her feet crunching through the snow. it awoke a memory that should have been pleasant, but somehow wasn't.
Ander - Chapter 4, Subchapter 15
Maybe this was how ander had felt, tied up beneath the cora statue, watching as his tribesmen prepared to tear him apart.
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 154
_ _by the cora, get her the hell out of here!_ _noooooo -_ "- oooooooaaarrgh!!"
Ander - Chapter 3, Subchapter 31
If so, it meant he was literally standing in the cora's shadow right now. all he needed to do was last long enough for the sun to peek over the mountain tops and he would be free. he would finally be free to be happy.
Ander - Chapter 1, Subchapter 13
He didn't know if she could understand them or not - she hasn't said a single word since coming here, so probably not - but by the cora it sure _looked_like she understood perfectly well what was going on.
Ander - Part 2: Subchapter 9
Beyond that lay the cora, its woodland blanket spilling past its base and sending long fingers of spruce and maple into the valley.
Ander - Chapter 6, Subchapter 56
The sky, a jagged cut in the walls of the cora's flesh, split wide open just to make room for his passage, filled with dying sunset's glow, lingering gold in the west, purple and infected to the east, darkening grey between, birthing flakes of snow.