Eversworn: Daughters Of Askara, Book 3 - Plot & Excerpts
The world was red behind my eyelids, so I turned from the slice of sunlight heating my face and snuggled deeper into bed. Cramps in my stomach made me struggle for a comfortable spot. As if sensing I’d roused, it rumbled a complaint, and my eyes cracked open on a room that wasn’t mine. I blinked. I wasn’t in a room at all, but a tent. Wood shavings littered the floor beneath a battered table holding a carving of a whale. “No.” Jerking upright, sheets twisting around my ankles, I kicked until my feet tangled and I rolled onto the floor. On my hands and knees, I panted. Not here. Not again. Not now. There’s no time. This wasn’t any tent, but Dillon’s. This wasn’t some hastily erected shelter, but a fortified dwelling. Head spinning, stomach revolting, I climbed onto the mattress and forced my head between my knees while inhaling long and deep. This wasn’t possible. I was right where I’d started—in the colony—again.
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