Glass sword pages5/27/2023 ![]() ![]() I listen to the grating metal, feel it deep in my bones where a cold ache settles in. ![]() The train races, screaming over ancient tracks like a Silver swift running over open ground. ![]() It carries us inexorably forward, to a city that was once a haven. He doesn’t fight Farley when she ties his mask into place, making him look like one of us.Īn electric hum sets my blood on fire, reminding me of the pulsing, screeching Undertrain. Cal is the last uncovered face, but not for long. The others follow, pulling red fabric up over their mouths and noses. It’s what they’re after.”įor once, I do as I’m told. Cal’s chains are a firm reminder of his captivity.įarley nudges my hand, her touch surprisingly gentle. Cal and I are not in the Silver world anymore, with someone to simply erase our well-earned scars. This jagged gash will not be magically wiped away by a healer’s cold hands. Still fresh, and deep enough to leave a scar. I glance at one of the many cuts on my arms, probably from Evangeline. Now he sits across from me, staring at his feet, letting his wounds begin the slow process of healing naturally. He bled freely on the sand, cut and bruised by our would-be executioners. Evangeline, Ptolemus, the nymph lord, all those who tried to kill me in the arena. I already have blood all over my clothes. The rag she gives me is clean, but it still smells like blood. ![]()
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