Wicked Flames (Solsti Prophecy) by Sharon Kay

Author:Sharon Kay [Kay, Sharon]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2014-07-14T04:00:00+00:00

THE THIEF

THE THIEF JOLTED AWAKE. COLD air chilled her bare arms. Her head felt like someone had used it for a punching bag. She tried to sit up. Couldn’t move…I’m stuck? She tried again, harder this time.

Searing agony shot up her legs and into her lower back. She collapsed back down, gasping. Why can’t I move? Where am I?

Darkness surrounded her. She forced down the rising panic, forced herself to remember. She had stolen the amulet. She ran from the hounds… and then fell… where? Wiggling her fingers, she found dirt and pebbles beneath her hands. She must be in a ravine or gorge.

The night was silent around her. No hounds. She took one breath, then another. Lying down, she felt okay. Time to try again. Bracing for another round of pain, she tensed her muscles and moved with caution. Her legs were heavy, swallowed by an odd, numbing pressure. Lifting her head, she saw the reason why.

Barely visible, one shade of black slightly darker than the next, she made out the shape of an enormous tree. Lying on its side, its roots extended like spindly arms out into the night. Large rocks and dirt piles surrounded it.

And the whole mess was covering her lower body. A fucking tree? How did she manage to uproot a tree and trigger a mini-landslide when she fell?

She wriggled and got another dose of fire rippling up her legs. Her hand flew to her mouth, muffling the yelp she couldn’t suppress. She remained still, forcing slow, even breaths while the pain subsided. If she didn’t move, nothing hurt. But staying put wasn’t an option.

She wiggled her toes and flexed her quadriceps. Limited movement was tolerable, and nothing scraped her skin. Patting the ground, she found soft earth packed around her sides like a cocoon. Huh. That’s convenient. Now if only she was strong enough to push all this shit off her—

The rocks shifted. The tree slid a few inches to the side. What the hell?

She looked around for whoever made the stuff move. Out of habit she reached for her mage blade, though she sensed no one. Her hand closed on empty space. Did I drop it when I fell? It could be anywhere. Shit, she would miss that thing. It had gotten her out of more scrapes than she could remember.

But something had made the tree and rocks move. Maybe it was just the ground settling? Maybe her wiggling had done it? She concentrated on extracting herself, visualized her legs sliding free—

The ground rumbled like a giant waking from slumber. The rocks shifted. And the tree…rolled?

She stared in shock.

The dirt piles shifted and somehow moved up, shoving the tree’s massive weight. With a groan, the trunk rose enough to clear the largest rocks, then fell back down away from her.

She scrambled, digging in her heels to push backward, but a fresh burst of tingles radiated along her skin. Like her legs had been asleep.

Arms it is. Gritting her teeth, she put her weight into her biceps to pull free of the mess.

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