Chapter 5
Here is the Hunter —
he calls from high mountains,
echoes through woods,
past rivers and fountains.
See him lift high
his horn of great sound.
Hear him call forth
to Hawk and to Hound.
I heard the Hunter
once and forever.
Beware the Hunter —
from life he is severed.
— Herne, Annalise Phenix
[Paris, France — Dana]
Dana! She opened a link to my mind that stunned me with its intensity and panic.
I tried to look back, but the candle scented man on my right demanded my attention. “You were supposed to bring us the information, Marie.”
I stared at him. He thought I was Marie…so he had never met her…only had a general description. I tried to think of something clever…something Marie would say. “I’ve been busy. I had to get the information together.”
“You had time for
