Don’t move. My eyes squeeze shut like a hiding child. The air throbs with my enemy’s approach. Go away, goaway-goaway. Terror pulls the air from my lungs in an unwilling scream. Save me. Save me.
Dissonance presses against my heart; everything fades…
Flickering candlelight caresses my eyelids. “Abigail, can you hear me? Child?” Despite pain stabbing my body, relief floods my mind. Scarlet streaks blur my vision as I open my eyes.
Chapter Seventeen: Love Victorious
Chapter Fifteen: Pain and Death
Mikhil stopped running when he was out of earshot of Fagan and his fellow soldier.
Chapter Thirteen: Disturbance at the Meeting
Chapter Nine: Growing Up
One day, eight men came to a house in which there were many wonders. As they were being shown around, they came to a door with one word upon it: Truth.
Let us go inside, they said, for we all wish to know what this Truth may be.
Chapter Six: A Miracle
Brianna shivered in the cold, January air. Nigel drew her close as they continued walking, the snow crunching beneath their feet. “Da, will we ever be able to meet in the city again?” Brianna asked.
Chapter One: Fàolan
Fall 105, Cathonys
Poná was usually a quiet city.
Greater love hath no man than this – that a man lays down his life for his friends.
I am standing in a forest, but I can’t see the trees for the vines growing around me. Above me, below me, to all sides, the vines grow and block out the smallest glimpse I can have of the trees. The air is hot and stifling, but every now and then a breeze comes through. It smells sweet and flowery, and it lifts my sticky hair off my forehead. It shifts the vines for a second, and for that brief second I see into heaven. The vines close, cutting of the breeze, the forest, and the flowers. But the forest continues to call out to me.