Embers of Dawn: Chapter 31: Lanterns in the Loan

nelneras stopped there a moment, watching him. how easily he belonged here, among the warmth of mortals. the sight struck something tender in his chest, as it always did. roran spotted him first. “nelneras!

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Embers of Dawn: Chapter 10: Second Chances

In which nelneras, wrapped up in a card game, spies something he didn't expect...

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Embers of Dawn: Chapter 21: To Catch the Wind

nelneras exhaled through his nose in a sound suspiciously close to a snort. “it can’t. not literally. unless you plan to throw it at something.” “that would be evil magic.” roran added helpfully. nelneras ignored him.

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Embers of Dawn: Chapter 32: A Grin in the Dark

nelneras turned slightly toward the hall. the silver dragon’s grin softened. “i believe we’ll get along splendidly.” “you’ll swear your oath at dawn,” nelneras added.

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Embers of Dawn: Chapter 33: The Spark and the Stone

In which nelneras prepares for and goes out on his quest that valcagor bestowed upon him! **chapter 33: the spark and the stone** dawn found the valley wrapped in gold, and nelneras already stirring before the roosters dared greet the sun.

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Embers of Dawn: Chapter 37: The Song That Woke Stone

“if not now,” nelneras thundered, “we die.” nelneras’ wings flared in instinctive command. “zezraya, roran, hold them! we must correct the hymn!” her head snapped toward him, bronze eyes blazing.

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Embers of Dawn: Chapter 35: The Song of Ascent

Axton, meanwhile, glanced toward nelneras with a flicker of nervous admiration. “it could react to tone,” he said. “to breath.” “or” nelneras replied gently, “to faith.”

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Embers of Dawn: Chapter 7: Feathers and Fights

Korrin, poor korrin, blinked in dawning horror, his gaze flicking helplessly between nelneras and the bulls. they dared not answer. not one. except nelneras.

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Embers of Dawn: Chapter 22: Whetstone and Will

“no,” nelneras said plainly. then softer, “not at first.” axton flinched. “they’ll see a soft-spoken mage who wears more silk than scale,” nelneras continued, “one who speaks the tongue of scholarship but not of instinct.

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