Chapter Seven
SarahSarah woke to complete darkness. Moonlight through windows could not pierce the shadows in the room. Her heart raced from a half-remembered dream.
I was running through the forest.
The sensation of miserable rain and searching for a lost someone lingered.
Rain pounded against the windows. Thunder rumbled. The storm must have wormed its way into her dream.
She heard something. Vekele’s unnamed karu prowling in the dark? She held her breath, listening to the sounds of the house and the storm.
“Vekele?” she whispered. He slept on the fainting couch, or whatever fancy people called it, but the couch was empty.
No response. She was alone.
Gradually, the light came back, or her eyes adjusted to the dark. Moonlight collected in faint pools by the windows.
She stumbled
