CHAPTER SIXBee-witched
I woke in a strange room with high beams and the black Forlornn carvings swirling on the ceiling. Battle scenes played out before my blurred vision, victorious, armour clad warriors dangling severed heads from outstretched hands. Images of men in regal clothes observed me from dark paintings, searching my movements with beady eyes. This tribe of mortals favoured the birdlike qualities of winged creatures, yet never achieved flight. I closed my eyes against the bloodlust the Forlornn exhibited and hopelessness washed through my soul. I detested everything about the dark, forbidding city and its strange occupants.
My head thudded with the aftermath of fever and even blinking caused darts of pain to travel along my neck and into my spine. I kept my eyes closed and rel
