Court of Claws by Briar Boleyn EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Author: Briar Boleyn
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The dream was so real I was shaking. My mind was still full of the image of
the fae woman sitting alone in the dark, holding her dead child’s body, then
feeling that same small body begin to stir once more–but this time with a
horrible and unnatural life.
I felt weak and confused. My body still overcome simply from the effort of
processing an entirely fictional experience.
I forced my mind back to the last thing I remembered before the dream.
There was only blackness. An empty space I knew should be filled with
rich detail.
Panic started to seize me. Where was I? What was this?
My eyes remained closed as I drew a quick breath, then moved my hands to
clutch at the sheets on the bed in which I lay.
But my hands would not move.
Voices began to fill my ears. They were coming from close by.
“This? This is what everyone is talking about?” A woman’s voice. She
sounded outraged.
“Indeed. I admit I don’t see what all the fuss is about. Plain creature, isn’t
she?” A man’s voice. Bored and blasé.
My eyelids flickered, once, twice, closed. For a moment, I felt a start of
terror, afraid they were not going to open at all.
I willed them open. Slowly they lifted. The effort took more time than it
should have. The light was blinding at first.
“Yet he brought this fae bitch back.” The woman again. Harsh and
accusing. She sounded very near me.
“Look at the little thing. Pale as snow. Eyes fluttering like a moth.” The
man. It sounded as if he were standing over me. “Typical Valtain.” He gave
a derisive snort.
They were talking about me. That much was clear. I was finding it difficult
to care, however. They were only a small part of all that was disorienting.
Where was I? I knew I was lying down. And that was about it.
I felt horribly exposed. Was I even clothed?
I tried to move my head, but was held in place. I could only blink slowly.
The woman answered the question for me. I felt a hand touch my chest
lightly and something was flicked off. A blanket or sheet. How far had she
pulled it down?
I felt a swell of fury go through me and cursed my frozen limbs. Why
couldn’t I move this time? Was I dead?
It was a stupid thought and yet suddenly I felt afraid I was trapped in some
underworld where cruel strangers stood over my body, examining me and
poking fun. Surely it was not far off from the truth of what was happening.
I screamed silently at my muscles to move, my limbs to raise. Nothing
happened.
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