Vampire: Find my Grave (Ordo Lupus and the Blood Moon Prophecy Book 1) by Lazlo Ferran

Author:Lazlo Ferran [Ferran, Lazlo]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Publisher: Lazlo Ferran
Published: 2015-03-31T22:00:00+00:00

If torture my spirit, you’ll not feign to do … .

I knew I had become delirious at times but I no longer cared. Without water, everything had become pain.

“Ah! I found you at last!”

Were those words in my head?

“I hardly expected to find an infidel in the desert and alone! Good thing for you that I speak French!”

Something seemed to be pushing me; trying to roll me over.

“Drink this!” the merry voice said.

Truth to tell, I would have drank anything at that moment. I managed to part my thick lips and a cool elixir dripped down my throat.

“Not too much,” the voice said, “or you will be sick.”

More water fell upon my eyes, whose lids had become fixed closed. Soon I managed to open them and looked upon a brown-faced man with a red and white turban.

I tried to say, “Thank you,” but no words could I speak yet.

After a while, he lifted me on to an already heavily laden ass and I managed to hold myself upright.

“On we go then!” the man said, half singing to himself.

But then he truly did sing. I could not understand his song but I knew what sort of man he was.

“You’re a Saracen!” I finally managed to yell.

“Yes, and you are an infidel, but I won’t hold that against you. What are you doing here? That is what I want to know.”

I had to look at the black sky to assure myself that I travelled in Hades.

Is this spirit insane?

“My arms! My arms are broken!” I added. “Can you help me?”

“Yes! Yes! All in good time! I am looking for something.”

While he cast his eyes frequently to the right, occasionally he would look high up into the sky though I knew not what for!

Suddenly a black speck began to grow and an eagle swooped in to land on the Saracen’s arm. It carried something limp in its claws.

The Saracen said something in Arabic and then turned to the right. My ass followed the marks of the leader’s horse without any instruction from me.

Just before sunset, I thought I spied some trees on the horizon and about an hour later, we reached an oasis.

“Ah! Here at last. I knew it couldn’t be far, once Ain returned with supper!”

“What is your name?” I asked.

“You can call me Muhammad,” he replied, helping me down. The eagle screeched once and flew on to the trees. “She is afraid of you. Silly girl! Here, I will attempt to heal your arms. What is your name?”

“John.”

I breathed a huge sigh of relief now we had found an oasis but even after Muhammad had helped me down and laid me by a fire, I felt that he could do little for my arms.

“First you must eat to gain strength,” he told me. “I presume you can suffer yourself to eat rabbit?”

“Indeed! It will be fine.”

After he we had supped, he boiled more water and placed linen in it. He came over to me and examined my arms.

“Who set the left one?” he asked.

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