Chapter 12
Sartin floated in a sea of black. Sommar’s Song and all the other songs that lived in his head had vanished. If he was dead, shouldn’t he have been able to watch the pod from the sky, like the tales described?
Every once in a while, Sartin escaped from the darkness and relived the scene. Sometimes it played just like it happened. Other times, Wickizer loomed big and evil and wicked. In another scenario, Wickizer threw Sommar at the shark. This time, when the shark bit into Sommar, the pain shot through Sartin again.
He opened his eyes. Pain invaded every bone and fiber of his body. Even his teeth ached. He looked up at the trees. The sun made its way through the leaves and branches. Birds called and fluttered through the trees above him. Sartin wiggled to see if he could move
