Chapter 42Songs and screams filled the silence until Kallan was certain the voices she heard were no longer echoes. She screamed long. Kallan waited for her to stop, to breathe, to give voice to her plea, but all she did was scream a single, unending breath.
Kallan tried to see past the shadows, to see where the screams and music were coming from. She narrowed her eyes, unable to see beyond the tall, black figure among the darkness. She waited, hoping the swirling clouds would soon dissipate. She could barely make out the tall, wide back of a man. Sudden sticky warmth forced her to look down at the blood that dripped from her arms, and she was suddenly aware of the dagger in her hand.
She tried to move, but the blood pooled at her feet from a stream of red, holding her to the ground. The
