The screams came as a dream, but I did not dream, no Eternal did. They were screams of such anguish I felt any remnants of soul I possessed shredded and expelled to the darkest corners of the universe.
Again, the ear-piercing shriek of female hurt and I was out of the coffin in a flash. There was not a doubt in my mind: someone harmed Linka. I"d seen no other of the fairer s*x in Shangri-La. The screams could only be hers.
“Linka!” I called. “Linka! Linka! Linka!” I shouted, cursed, banged upon my prison door, but all to no end. The cell swallowed my desperation like a hole would a stone. I could see them laughing at me as they pillaged my love. It fuelled my torment and made madness of my anger.
I picked up the coffin and smashed it against the doorway. The only thing to yield was the
