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A minute or an hour later, I woke for a moment in a dark place. There was no light and no sound, only pain and the thick, warm liquid that was being forced past my lips. I swallowed again and again before my head cleared. The liquid was bittersweet, and as I drank I had an impression of power and . . . not life or death, but time. And strength and eternity . . . Finally I realized what I had been drinking. I pushed away the wrist that someone was holding to my lips, but I was weak, and it was so tempting. "Temptation." The voice was in my ears and my head, and I recognized it as Ather's. Once again I pushed away the wrist, though my body screamed at me for doing so. Ather was insistent, but so was I. I somehow managed to turn my head away, despite the pain that shot through me with each beat of my heart. I could hear my own pulse in my ears, and it quickened until I could hardly breathe past it, but still I pushed away the blood. I believed for that second, in my immortal soul, and would not abandon it -- not willingly. Suddenly Ather was gone. I was alone. I could feel the blood in my veins, entering my body, soul, and mind. I could not get my breath; my head pounded and my heart raced. Then they both slowed. I heard my own heart stop. I felt my breath still. My vision faded, and the blackness filled my mind.Amelia Atwater-Rhodes is the author of 'In the Forests of the Night (Den of Shadows)', published 2000 under ISBN 9780440228165 and ISBN 0440228166.
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