The Black Mausoleum (Memory Of Flames 4) - Plot & Excerpts
Pain and hardship. You learned to live with them. Sometimes they were friends, telling you things you needed to know. More often they were adversaries, but they were old foes and known ones. They were comfortable companions if not welcome ones. Took him a while when he woke up to realise where he was. For a bit he thought he was back in the catacombs under Bloodsalt, that the dragon throwing rocks at him had finally hit him. He could even see someone lying beside him. Vish. Or maybe not. After that he thought he must be dying. Certainly felt like it. Bits of memory landed like snowflakes. Bloodsalt, that had been a long time ago, hadn’t it? Or was the time he’d spent in the Pinnacles somehow before? There was an alchemist. That was after. That man on the floor there wasn’t Vish. He saw a bottle. Wine. Yes, he remembered. There had been wine.
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