NECROSIS (Nerys Newblood Book 2) by Lucy Smoke

Author:Lucy Smoke [Smoke, Lucy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-12-20T16:00:00+00:00

Titus and Coen find shelter in a small cave near the mouth of the mountain pass. As night draws nearer, we bed down and Luca builds us a fire. The barely there shadows of the flames dance across the stone walls, projecting strange images with their wavering forms. I watch them for a long while, letting my mind wander and drift. I can feel Obidian drifting with me, confused, trying to latch onto my worries, but there are so many it’s hard to pinpoint a main one.

Booker is the first to fall asleep—a testament to how exhausted he must be. I wonder if the spell he used back in Euron is having any lingering effects. I’m not knowledgeable about his magic—or any magic really. I have to wonder why Obidian chose me. I know nothing. I suck at learning...I was always a poor student. What about me is special at all?

Intelligence is key, but intelligence comes in many forms, a familiar voice answers.

I sigh. Of course you’d say something vague like that, I reply.

It is not intentionally vague, Obidian says. Your worth does not lie in what you can learn, but in the character and strength of your soul. You do not have to be, as you might say, academically intelligent, but you have heart and loyalty and the resolve to make difficult choices.

Are you saying that I’ll have to make difficult choices? I ask.

Obidian’s presence in my mind fluctuates as if he is unsure how to respond or, perhaps, unsure as to why I don’t already know the answer. You’ve already begun making those choices, he finally says.

That doesn’t necessarily make my night any easier and, when my eyes slide closed, all I can see is Edwin waiting for me on a cliff. His hands reach out, attempting to capture me before I slip away like mist in the night. But the next thing I know it’s Coen and Booker trying to capture me. Holden and Titus. Luca. They all reach for me, but I’m drifting...drifting. My form is not stable and I'm unable to touch them any longer.

Tears leak out of my eyes and my head spins. There is something wrong with me, I know it. I am no longer able to speak to them. My mouth opens and I cry out, but no sound emerges. Where am I? I wonder. Who am I? What is happening?

When morning comes and Booker is the one to wake me, I jump with a start and stare up at him, reaching out for his hand. Awkwardly, he allows me to clutch onto him. He even lets me sigh into the flesh of his palm, smelling his scent, committing it to memory for fear that I’ll forget if I turn to mist again. But as dawn spreads its wings, I know it’s time to move.

“Nerys?” Booker’s voice is soft as I finally release his hand. “Are you okay?”

I shake my head. But it’s not a 'no.' I just can’t answer him. I’m not sure.

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