Auraya stepped over a fallen log, taking care that mo crinkle of crushed leaves or snapping of twigs betrayed her presence.

Priestess of the White by Trudi Canavan.

priestess of the white

This is one of my favourite books of all time 🙂

The first sentence doesn’t give much away, but it shows an elegant writing style 🙂

Would you read this book based on the first line?