The Eyes of a King by Catherine Banner

Author:Catherine Banner
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Social Issues - General, Siblings, Europe, Kings and rulers, Youths' writings, Science Fiction, Royalty, Royalty (kings queens princes princesses knights etc.), Social Issues, Magic, Juvenile Fiction, Fantasy & Magic, Orphans & Foster Homes, People & Places, & Magic, England, Action & Adventure, Family, Children: Young Adult (Gr. 7-9), General, Fantasy, Social Issues - Adolescence, Children's Books - Young Adult Fiction, Adolescence
ISBN: 9780375838750
Publisher: Random House, Inc.
Published: 2008-05-27T04:00:00+00:00

I opened my eyes, and I did not know whether I had slept or not. A bird was singing close by. Looking upward, I found it, a dark shape against the sky. It flew ever higher, until it was no larger than a dust speck, and then it was gone. Had it gone right out of the atmosphere? Or were my eyes too weak to see it? It could have gone right into heaven, for all I could tell.

That made me think of an old story that Grandmother used to tell us, about the little children who died. Their souls became birds so that they could fly up to heaven. I remembered her telling us, “They flew up and up, and the earth grew smaller and smaller, until they could see it no longer. They flew through the clouds, and they were free. They forgot the earth and all their troubles there, because they were going home.” That was Stirling’s favorite part of the story. “Imagine not being able to see the earth,” he used to say. “Imagine that, Leo.” He had never been afraid of death. Never. I was the one who was afraid.

My eyes were watering from the bright light. I stood up, but the tears went on falling. They were rolling down my cheeks and soaking the collar of my shirt. I tried to wipe them away, but more fell, and I sunk to my knees and found that I was pressing my hands to my face and rocking and wailing like a baby. I wasn’t going to find the Bloodflower; it had been stupid to think I would. Stirling was going to lie unconscious, and then worsen and then die—and I would be left behind and there was nothing I could do about it. I took a shuddering breath. What the hell was wrong with me? But I kept on crying. I could not stop myself.

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