“And it hurt. Darkness embrace her, it hurt like hell. The Ancient Ones had lied that it cured all ills, if the slice of pain across her abdomen was any indication. Not to mention the pounding headache, the sheer dryness of her mouth, the burning sting in the other cut on her arm. Perhaps the Darkness was another world, another realm. Perhaps she’d gone to the hell-realm the humans so feared. She hated Death. And Death could go to hell, too— Manon Blackbeak cracked open eyelids that were too hea...vy, too burning, and squinted against the flickering lantern light that swayed upon the wood panels of the room in which she lay. Not a real bedroom, she realized by the reek of salt and rocking and creaking of the world around her. A cabin—on a ship. A small, dingy one, with barely space for this bed, a porthole too small for her shoulders to even squeeze through— She bolted upright. Abraxos. Where was Abraxos— “Relax,” drawled a too-familiar female voice from the shadowed space near the foot of the bed.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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