Dragon Chameleon: Silver Eyes by Sarah K. L. Wilson

Author:Sarah K. L. Wilson [Wilson, Sarah K. L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sarah K. L. Wilson
Published: 2019-02-19T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

“Begin!” the chanting people said together, and then in unison, the Exalted on the bridges grabbed the edges of the closest arches with both hands. I felt something pulsing and almost painful surround my wrists and ankles as the manacles tightened. Light filled the platform and shot up along the intersecting arches to halo the structure in crackling blue light.

I felt a moment of panic, my chest tightening and my breath growing quicker as something like a cold tentacle seemed to be writhing through the inside of me, like the arm of something searching and flipping through me looking for answers. I squirmed at the mental image.

Was it the arches? Were they reaching inside me to find answers to those questions the Exalted had asked?

And then I couldn’t hold a thought in place as my mind was suddenly overwhelmed by a thousand sensations.

I was Tor Winespring, living in Vanika, only my mother hadn’t died, and we lived together. I worked for the city guard and fought for Vanika when the Dusk Covenant attacked the city. I died saving a young mother and her child – a pair who lived on the streets just as I would have if my mother hadn’t found that job at the chandler and saved us both. I felt the pain and then the cold as the life leaked out of me and then I was gasping in the grasp of the tentacles again.

What was that? It had felt so real. Not like a story told me, but like I had actually lived a full lifetime in the blink of an eye. I could still feel the pain of dying in the attack, still feel the panic of not being able to save my guardsmen as they died around me. Was I this Tor hanging from a strange device or the other Tor living the life I’d so often wished I’d had?

I blinked against the confusion and pain of being ripped from one life into another and then back again. Across from me, Apeq’s eyes were wide and his mouth open. Maybe the life he was living wasn’t quite so nice.

I didn’t have time to feel sympathy – even if I was inclined to.

The tentacle gripped me harder, squeezing me into another life. I blinked as memories of things I’d never done, people I’d never known flooded through me. I was Tor Winespring, fabled Dragon Rider, but I wasn’t riding Saboraak. I’d never met Hubric, never been recruited by him. I’d gone to Dragon School on my own and survived the perils of training there. I’d chosen a red dragon – a gnarled, proud creature with a powerful set of jaws. We were fighting the Ko’Torenth invasion together on the northern border of the Dominion. I felt the pride of that, and the tempering of years of training. Deep affection soared through me for my dragon and my fellow Dragon Riders. And with it came a loyalty so deep, a commitment so strong to the health of the Dominion that it dwarfed any feelings I’d had in my past life.

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