The Sun Sword by Lexxie Couper

Author:Lexxie Couper
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
ISBN: 978-1-60504-832-1
Publisher: Samhain Publishing, Ltd.
Published: 2009-11-16T16:00:00+00:00

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Ice-cold shadows reached for him, snaking over the floor, growing from the walls. He studied them, his muscles strung to breaking point, his blood roaring in his ears. Somewhere in those moving shadows, she waited.

He adjusted his grip on his sword and continued walking deeper into the chilling darkness, alert. Ready.

A trickle of sweat ran into his eye but he didn’t blink or wipe it away. To do so would present a split moment of vulnerability. A split moment was all Kala needed.

The silence devoured the sound of his footfalls. Pressed down on him like a shroud. He raised his sword to guard, its hilt level with his chest, its heavy length parallel with his face. He saw nothing reflected in its silver length but the smooth stone walls and the suffocating shadows and his pulse quickened. He knew he was not alone, even if his eyes told him he was. He could feel her. She was here.

He lifted his sword a little higher, a little closer to his face, and he could almost believe the dead chill seeping into his cheeks radiated from its core. The sword had pierced more hearts than one weapon should, had spilled more blood than any other held by a Sol warrior and with every life taken it seemed to grow colder, as if infused with their displaced soul.

I’ve done this before, haven’t I?

Torin moved further into the darkness and the shadows moved with him. Like tendrils of death he’d wrought on the worlds.

“You taint the air with the death that surrounds you…”

The words slid into his ear in an oily rasp, spoken…when? By whom? He narrowed his eyes. Where was he now? Where was—

A soft breeze caressed the back of his neck, played with his hair and he spun, sword tilted. Ready to deflect a strike.

Nothing filled the emptiness behind him. Just a long stretch of darkness never ending.

The shadows waited for him, their dense energy hungry.

Or was it what waited within those shadows that was hungry?

Hungry for him? Hungry for—

Is this is a dream?

The whisper of feet jerked him back around and he tightened his grip on his sword, straining to see her. She was there. He felt her. A molten heat in the crypt-like emptiness. A heat his own sought. Craved. Feared.

She was there.

Watching him. Waiting for him to—

A blinding wall of golden light flashed around him and he staggered backward, squinting into the glow, one hand raised to his eyes. His heart slammed against his breastbone and he dropped into a sprung crouch. He couldn’t see. If he couldn’t see, he was—

As quickly as it came, the light vanished, and he stood in the darkness again. Alone and unharmed.

He pulled a slow breath through his nose, his nerve endings like hot wire, and studied the shadows again. Where had the light come from? The walls themselves? What did it mean?

“It means the time is here.”

He didn’t recognize the voice breathing in his head, but he understood the words. He swallowed a thick lump in his throat and began to walk again.

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