The End of the Game Series by Sheri S. Tepper

Unlike everyone else in her highborn family, fourteen-year-old Jinian of Stoneflight Demesne has no Talent. While her brothers have true Talents such as flying, mind-reading, and shape-shifting, Jinian's only minor ability is as a Footseer—even blind-folded, her feet can follow the Old Road as it winds through the lands of the True Game... moreUnlike everyone else in her highborn family, fourteen-year-old Jinian of Stoneflight Demesne has no Talent. While her brothers have true Talents such as flying, mind-reading, and shape-shifting, Jinian's only minor ability is as a Footseer—even blind-folded, her feet can follow the Old Road as it winds through the lands of the True Game. Without a Talent, Jinian can only be a pawn in the Game, as she learns when her brother, Mendost, decides to marry her off to the rival lord of Dragon's Fire Demesne in order to make an alliance. Not willing to be a mere pawn, Jinian leaves the only home she has ever known and sets off on a journey of discovery—one that will reveal who she really is, her hidden Talent, and her role in the True Game.... less

I am called Jinian Footseer by some. By some Jinian Star-Eye. and by some , the Wizard Jinian. One or two call me Dervish Daughter...

"I'll need your help. Come night and the Oracle again, I'm going to try the final couplet." "Jinian," Murzy breathed while Dodie looked white-eyed at me. "Dangerous." "And fatal not to," I said, still smiling at them all... I wove by forest and meadow, branch and leaf. I wove by stream and pool, by river and fall. I wove by cloud and air, by thunder and sunset glow. I wove by depths of the earth, rock and gem, glittering ores and crystals blooming in the dark, old bone and new... more"I'll need your help. Come night and the Oracle again, I'm going to try the final couplet." "Jinian," Murzy breathed while Dodie looked white-eyed at me. "Dangerous." "And fatal not to," I said, still smiling at them all... I wove by forest and meadow, branch and leaf. I wove by stream and pool, by river and fall. I wove by cloud and air, by thunder and sunset glow. I wove by depths of the earth, rock and gem, glittering ores and crystals blooming in the dark, old bone and new. Beside me the others wove as well... "And all within sound of my voice or reach of the wind," I cried, thrusting my voice like a Sending, like a magic spear, driving it upward. "And all within sound of my voice or lick of the wave, or all within sound of my voice or stretch of the soil, or all within sound of my voice where green grows and leaf springs up. Named or unnamed, silent or speaking. Let this message be brought, By the Eye of the Star, Where Old Gods Are!" less

Omnibus Edition comprising Jinian Footseer, Dervish Daughter and Jinian Star-Eye