{"id":264028,"date":"2026-07-15T01:50:33","date_gmt":"2026-07-14T22:50:33","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/isle-of-ancthia-rachel-adkins\/"},"modified":"2026-07-15T01:50:33","modified_gmt":"2026-07-14T22:50:33","slug":"isle-of-ancthia-rachel-adkins","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/isle-of-ancthia-rachel-adkins\/","title":{"rendered":"Isle Of Ancthia – Rachel Adkins"},"content":{"rendered":"
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I imagined Mama\u2019s face when we showed her the evidence from the outside, the shock and the anger at Thamus\u2019s betrayal. I hoped she\u2019d be thankful for my efforts and for trying to protect her from a murderer and a liar. It would be a good way to pay her back for everything she\u2019d done for me over the years.<\/p>\n

Mama was home already, thankfully, and I burst through the front door, startling her as she sat knitting quietly in the sitting room. \u201cOh, Sadie, please be easy on those hinges. They\u2019ve gotten rusty, and I\u2019m not sure if we\u2019ll be able to replace them anytime soon.\u201d \u201cSorry, I\u2019ll be more careful.\u201d I gave her a hug and a kiss on the cheek and raced to my room to change into my boots.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhere are you headed? You just got home!\u201d Mama shouted. \u201cThe square! There\u2019s a sale on the pretzels, and I planned to get a few extra for Lander while they\u2019re still hot,\u201d I shouted back, out of breath from running the entire way home. It wasn\u2019t exactly a lie. There was a sale advertised earlier in the week, and I did plan to grab him some extras. After tying my boots, I made sure to put my hair up, wrapping the braid into a tight bun at the nape of my neck.<\/p>\n

After deciding that I had everything together, I washed my face, hoping the cool water would calm my nerves. My reflection stared back at me in the mirror, those pesky purple bags still underneath my eyes. I hadn\u2019t realized my cheeks had become so gaunt, from the stress and lack of proper eating, no doubt. Despite this, there was something different in my eyes: Hope.<\/p>\n

I was hopeful that we could save Mama from Thamus, hopeful that we could figure out what the city was hiding. There was plenty to uncover, and Lander and I were on the verge of possibly reaching that goal. What if the virus wasn\u2019t as risky as they said? Surely it wasn\u2019t, given that we receive goods from the outside. And the world. Oh, to see the world beyond the peaks. Lander said it was unlike anything you could ever imagine, that the paintings and descriptions didn\u2019t do it justice.<\/p>\n

Young as I was when we came to Ancthia, I barely remembered anything other than the small town in the woods where I was born. But Lander, he lived by the sea, a force that gave a lasting impression, no matter how young. Lander said that standing by water so vast made everything appear ridiculously small in comparison, its undulating movements giving the impression that the water itself was alive.<\/p>\n

It sent wave after wave crashing against soft sand, pushing and pulling with a strength that even the largest ships couldn\u2019t resist.<\/p>\n

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OceanofPDF.com \u201cM 1 ama, I\u2019m home! Only for a second, though!\u201d I shouted, the front door bouncing off the wall as I raced into the house. \u201cWhy are you late, Sadie?\u201d Mama stood in the kitchen, hands on her hips. Dinner had clearly been sitting out for quite some time on the table. Food that I knew was hard to come by. I abruptly paused the trek toward my room, guiltily chewing on my lip in response, fiercely avoiding eye contact.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat did you do this time?\u201d Mama huffed, slapping the towel she\u2019d been holding onto the counter. Oh, she was mad mad. I immediately rushed to my defense. \u201cIt wasn\u2019t even my fault!\u201d I whined, \u201cLander was shooting spitballs at my face, and \u2014\u201d \u201cAnd you got put in detention for the third time this month?\u201d<\/p>\n

she interrupted, raising an eyebrow and crossing her arms in that way moms do when they\u2019re about to give you a lecture. \u201cNo, I didn\u2019t get put in detention! We only had to scrub the bathroom floor.\u201d \u201cIt doesn\u2019t take that long to scrub a bathroom floor,\u201d Mama replied skeptically, \u201cespecially if Lander was scrubbing with you.\u201d I admitted sheepishly, bracing for the blow of disappointment to finally land, \u201cWe had to use a toothbrush.\u201d<\/p>\n

Mama sighed heavily, pinching her nose with a shake of her head. Her lengthy brown hair rippled with the movement, matching the flow of her thick, long linen skirts. \u201cIf you get in trouble again, I\u2019ll be the one making you scrub the bathroom floor with a toothbrush. Except this time, you\u2019ll be using your toothbrush.\u201d She narrowed her eyes at me. Gross. Not my own toothbrush.<\/p>\n

She meant it too. \u201cYes, ma\u2019am.\u201d Her glare softened, and she reached out to gather me into a tight hug. \u201cI love you.\u201d \u201cI love you, too, Mama.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

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