Everything that happened, every death, every scream, every stupid, limp piece of grass, I’d seen before. In my dreams. In my visions. I prevented nothing. I saved nothing.Bowen follows close behind us, matching the depressed body language of me and Mirain. Perth rides Flanna’s horse and leads us ...
Bright orange flames reach out and bite my skin, leaving stinging red welts up and down my arms and legs. I know this isn’t real, I’m dreaming, but still I follow the voices. Just as I think I’m going to reach them, they dash out the front door, or erupt in angry shouts coming out of the flame-en...
Hunger gnaws at my stomach. Opening my eyes, I stretch my arms, muscles sore and stiff. There’s no way I could have been sleeping more than an hour. Someone has left a tray of food and some clean clothes next to the bed. I grab the tray, pick at the eggs and potatoes, but ...
