Evermore (The Night Watchmen Series Book 5) by Candace Knoebel

Author:Candace Knoebel [Knoebel, Candace]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-01-24T06:00:00+00:00

I HEAR HIS VOICE BEFORE I open my eyes. It’s in my mind… all around me.

And then I find myself in a forest, standing in front of three little boys dressed in rags with skin the color of chocolate. Their accent is strong, their English heavily broken and almost incomprehensible. They’re staring at something behind me with so much intrigue that I turn, leeching off their curiosity.

It’s another boy, slightly older than them and dressed in an outfit suited for an era I’ve only read about. With pants puffed out at the hips and a neatly buttoned-up shirt, he looks like he’s been plucked from a history book. Dark brown hair slicked back and a wild look in his eyes. He takes a bold step forward, passing through me as if I’m made of smoke, and stops in front of one of the boys.

“Tell me what I want to know,” he says to the boy whose hands tremble at his sides. The other two standing behind him look to the boy with pale skin as if he’s a lion moving through a field of grass.

“Momma says I can’t, sir,” the boy says, keeping his eyes lowered.

“Your momma is nothing but a stupid whore. If you don’t tell me what I want to know, then I’ll make you sorry,” the older boy in front of me says, looming over the other boy.

“Please, sir,” one of the other little boys says as tears clear a clean path down his cheeks. “He don’t know nothing ‘bout magic. Promise.”

It’s then I realize who the older, well-dressed boy is. With eyes so bright they’re almost colorless, there’s no mistaking him.

Mourdyn.

My stomach curdles like sour milk as the little boy in front of a young Mourdyn begins to whimper like an animal caught in a trap. Mourdyn takes another step forward, forcing the boy to take a step back, which brings his legs up against the rocky edges of a well.

Even then, as a boy, Mourdyn had an air of power and a will so thick it clogs the air. “I saw your mother using her magic on you after my father whipped you for stealing from our vegetable garden. If she has the talent, then so must you. I will only ask one last time. Tell me how she does it.”

Cries burst from the boy’s mouth as he realizes there isn’t an answer he can give that will satisfy Mourdyn. The other two drop to their knees, begging Mourdyn to leave him alone as if they already know what comes next, and it makes me wonder what he’s already done to instill this amount of fear in them.

“Please,” the little boys beg.

This seems to annoy Mourdyn.

“Stupid idiots,” he says. With one hard shove to the chest, he knocks the boy in front of him backward, down into the well.

The screams that follow, I fear, will haunt me forever.

I reach out for the boy, as if I could stop it from happening as the other two boys take off running, feet crunching through the underbrush.

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