Read The Canticle of Whispers Online
Authors: David Whitley
“You see, this is why we're not taking you with us⦔
And laughing, chattering, and for all the world feeling as though nothing important was happening at all, Mark and Lily walked down from the cliff, the light of the dawn shining behind them.
And, as far as Mark was concerned, that was exactly how he wanted it to be.
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Epilogue
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HE RED SAIL
disappeared out of sight over the horizon. Theo let out the breath that he hadn't realized he had been holding.
He squinted against the high morning sun and saw Mark, still standing and waving at the edge of the dock. Theo thought about going over, but decided against it. There would be plenty of time later for reminiscing, for admitting how much they would miss their friends. He didn't want to interrupt Mark's moment.
Theo drew his dark, silver-laced jacket around his shoulders. The sun was bright today, but it was still only a few days from the Gisethi Spring Festivalâand the breeze was cool. Perhaps he should return to the Cathedral. His days in Agora were so busy now, and the Cathedral was a place of blissful quiet, now that Wolfram and his supporters were gone. Even Wulfric, their rather wild-looking new porter, knew when to leave him to his thoughts.
“Director⦔
Theo looked down. Verity was standing beside him. Her eyes were wet, but she was bearing up well. Lily had talked to her for a long time before she left. Perhaps, one day, Theo would ask what she had said.
“You know, Verity,” he said, gently, “you don't need to call me Director, especially here. I still can't get used to that title.”
Verity looked up at him, shaking her head, fondly.
“And believe me, that's why you're the best Director Agora has ever had,” she said. Theo shrugged.
“Well, I don't think Snutworth was a hard act to follow,” he admitted, hoping to make her laugh.
To his delight, there was a slight trace of a smile. That was enough, for now.
He looked back at the dock. Mark had stopped waving, and was staring out to sea.
“Would you like some time alone?” Theo asked Verity, gently. “I could wait up at the Cathedral.”
She shook her head, firmly, but with a sad smile.
“No. Keeping busy always helps.” She reached into the pocket of her jacket. “That reminds meâthe monks wanted you to have these, as a symbol of the new friendship between Giseth and Agora.”
Verity pulled out a small drawstring bag, and dropped it into Theo's hand. It made a slight clinking noise. Curious, Theo undid the knot, and poured the contents into his other palm.
“What are they?” he asked, prodding at the gold and silver metal disks. “They look like those decorations that cover the Cathedral.”
Verity nodded.
“They are,” she said. “Apparently, when the ship originally arrived, all those years ago, the sailors who survived thought they were the most valuable thing aboard the shipâmore than food or water. The new Bishop pried a few loose for us. He thought we might want to take them back to Agora.”
Theo held up one of the disks, engraved with the head of a long-forgotten man. It was only a little piece of gold, but something about it seemed dangerous.
“You know,” he said, “I'm not entirely sure that would be a good idea.”
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Copyright © 2013 by David Whitley
Published by Roaring Brook Press
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The Library of Congress has cataloged the print edition as follows:
Whitley, David, 1984â
    The canticle of whispers / David Whitley.â1st ed.
       p. cm.
    Summary: “In the final volume of the Agora trilogy, Mark and Lily lead the revolution to unseat the powerful elite and discover the answers to their questions about their origins while confronting the dark and twisted nature of their destinies”âProvided by publisher.
    ISBN 978-1-59643-615-2 (hardcover)âISBN 978-1-59643-845-3 (ebook) [1.  PropheciesâFiction.  2.  Fantasy.]  I.  Title.
    PZ7.W5915Can 2013
    [Fic]âdc23
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eISBN 9781596438453
First hardcover edition, 2013
eBook edition, February 2013