Powerless: Aeos Book One by Sarah Anne Fields

Author:Sarah Anne Fields [Fields, Sarah Anne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-05-31T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 14

WESTON

Conner woke up when his body hit the ground with a thud, and he lay there in the dust as it choked his lungs. The sudden bite of cold stung his entire body. No thoughts occupied his head other than the embrace of the void that was supposed to cradle him to his end, for death was surely just around the corner. But as he lay there, death wasn’t coming. Ever so slowly, he came to, and finally he opened his eyes. He was outside. Outside in the cold, quiet night. He was able to pull himself up to a sitting position, but as he did so, a dozen searing wounds demanded his attention. He inspected himself and saw that he’d been sewn up in various places on his arms, shoulders, and neck.

And then he remembered everything.

The dog.

The crippling fear for his life.

He’d almost lost his mind in there. In retrospect, that was almost more frightening than the dog. And now, his sentence over; he’d been set free in the middle of nowhere. Great.

Hugging himself for warmth, he made his way down the dirt road. A sliver of cobalt mist hung against the horizon as he walked, and he was thankful that he’d soon have the sun to aid his journey.

He now dreaded the night, for fear of what lay within.

* * *

Walking until the late afternoon, Conner eventually made his way into a small town. He was weak with hunger and exhaustion, and each step grew increasingly difficult. He took a seat against the side of a white building. He was grateful for the rest but desired a warm blanket and perhaps even a seat in front of a fireplace.

A loud gasp snapped Conner away from his thoughts.

“You…you okay?” a cloaked man asked.

“Still trying to figure that out,” Conner said.

“Well, you certainly don’t look it.” The man stooped down beside Conner and cursed aloud at the sight of his injuries. “These are new. Very new. What happened? Were you attacked by an animal?”

“Look sir. I’m not—I’m not really ready to talk about that just yet.” He stood up, with some difficulty, and aimed to continue walking, but the man stopped him.

“Please, you need to rest. You must’ve walked pretty far, considering this is the only town for miles around. Come on upstairs,” he insisted. “And I haven’t introduced myself yet. I’m Ned.”

Conner accepted Ned’s offer after admitting to himself that he wouldn’t have made it far in his current condition.

Conner followed Ned around the front of the building and saw that it was a quilting shop named Weston Quilts and Pillows. Around him were only a dozen or so more white buildings—a butcher, a grocer, a post office, an inn, and a handful of residences. He’d always considered Edgewood small, but this town proved him wrong. Surrounded by plains in all directions, this place was an oasis of civilization. A sign over the post office read Weston Post. Conner had heard of Weston in passing but had never known anything about it.

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