What would you do to rescue a kidnapped lover? Would you attempt an impossible journey on the back of a creature that could kill you in a heartbeat?
Heath would. But will he survive?
The barkeep stopped him on the way upstairs at the end of another long, disheartening day of searching.
"Got a letter for you."
"A letter? Who left it?"
The barkeep shrugged. "Dunno, some kid."
"Huh." Heath accepted the rolled-up piece of vellum and went upstairs, to the room they'd shared. He sat on the bed and started picking his way through the rather ornate letters, wishing he could read better.
Over the last week, the letter began, I have grown fond of your lover.READ MORE
Heath felt suddenly glad he'd sat down.
This is why I am contacting you. He has spoken of you often, and his pure faith in you deserves a reward. For as I said, I am rather fond of Marlin, and I have no wish to see him given in sacrifice to the Great Beast. If you choose to prove his faith well-placed, be at the Segorney Rocks on the night of the full moon. I shall be ready to support you magically should the need arise.
The world spun, with that feeling of vertigo Heath would never admit to getting in really high places. Like the top of Eldin's Tower. Let others admire the view from up there, he'd stay safely on the ground.
. . .sacrifice to the Great Beast. . .
Such things shouldn't happen. The Great Beast just shouldn't be real. But if someone meant to sacrifice Marlin to it, well, real or not, he'd better get moving.
"Segorney Rocks," he said aloud, as the world eased up its quivering, swooping dives. "Damn."
How in nine kinds of hell was he supposed to get there before tomorrow, which of course was the first night of the full moon? Better get moving. Screw sleep, and food, and all that other stuff normal people did at the end of the day. Marlin's life depended on him getting his ass down to the coastline before tomorrow.COLLAPSE
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