The Immortals 6 - Everlasting by Alyson Noël

Author:Alyson Noël [Alyson Noël]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, pdf
ISBN: 9780312642075
Published: 2011-07-03T17:34:27+00:00

chapter twenty-four

Though I’ve been there before, three times at last count, I have no idea how to find it. No idea where it actually exists, or how to locate it on a map.

My first visit was via the experience Damen shared with me in his head. The second was when I telepathically showed Roman the place where Drina’s soul went. And the third was when Haven killed me, sent me to that horrible abyss for what felt like forever but was probably only a matter of minutes.

That’s how the Shadowland works.

But it’s not like I ever made the trip by foot. It’s not like I ever set out to find the physical manifestation of it.

So, hoping for answers, I fall back on all that I’ve learned, the things Ava taught me. And instead of allowing my mind to run amok with questions and thoughts that only result in creating panic and uncertainty while never actually arriving anywhere helpful or good, I choose to focus on the silence within. Trusting it to guide me, to lead me, to see that I arrive in the place I’m most meant to be.

Determined to follow my gut, my heart, my intuition, the hidden truth resting inside—I blaze my own trail, led solely by my own instincts, but when it feels like the trek is taking too long, I decide to speed it up a bit and manifest a partner.

Riding my mount for as far as she’ll go, I slide off her back the second she halts just shy of the perimeter, the place where the grass turns to mud, where the trees are all burned out and barren despite the constant deluge of rain that never ceases to fall. It’s exactly like I first thought, this horrible place really is Summerland’s yin—its shadow self—its opposite side—providing a clear demarcation between the two worlds—one light, one dark—leaving me with no doubt in my mind that it marks the entrance to the Shadowland.

I tap my horse on her rear, urging her to head for greener pastures, as I glance all around, hoping to find Lotus, or maybe even a guide of some kind, but realizing I’m all on my own I trudge deep into the muck. Trudge past what feels like mind-numbing miles of bleak, dreary, desolate, drenched, and soggy landscape, wondering if there will ever come a point where it turns into something else, stops looking the same. That point coming much sooner than imagined when I stumble upon a scene so drastically different, I stop, swipe a hand over my eyes, and blink a few times to make sure I’m not hallucinating, that I really am seeing what I think I’m seeing. And even then, I still have my doubts.

I creep forward, my head swiveling as my eyes strive to take it all in. It’s surreal, surely a crazy mirage of my own mental making. And yet, no matter how many times I blink, no matter how long I hold my breath and stare,

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