The Gate of Sound
an excerpt

“What have I done?” She whispered, her eyes instantly going wide. “Quorem and I have been going to Vien more and more for visions. Our scent, our signatures, have been going over the mountain pass just as visions of them have been coming to us.”
“We are safe, Aris. As long as we have Quorem, they cannot touch us.” Lori insisted, her voice was steadfast. “They may come if they wish, but we will take them.”
“Suicide.” Aris said, untangling herself from her sister’s arms. “Our village was once known for its fighters and who do we have left now? The three of us and younger ones of our generation who did not see our parents go off to fight. Our grandparents know nothing of magic and its demands. Quorem is gone to journeying. It is a suicide, Lori!”
“Then what do you suggest we do? Where do we go?”
“We would know if we had not kept so isolated to ourselves! We would know if the Triad had not broken immediately after the war had been won. “
“We could send messengers? We could go to-“ Bati stopped mid-thought as she recalled the names Aris had mentioned. “They’ve caught us in the middle. First, Blesa would have gone, leaving Iris to run to Coran for aide. Then when all of their signatures disappeared from the winds their voices would have headed straight for us … ”
Bati turned to Aris, taking hold of her hand. “That vision you had?”
“Bastards.”