Shadows Of Myth
Chapter One
She awoke to the smell of blood, the sound of running water and the icy bite of the wind on her
back. For a long moment, that was all she could be certain of, as if her brain had to learn all over
again what it meant to be conscious. Then, in the instant when disorientation gave way to
awareness, terror slammed into her gut like a falling tree. She fought to breathe, even to open her
eyes and see.
She wished she hadn't.
The scent of blood spilled from the cooling, inert form upon which she lay. His throat had been
slashed from ear to ear, the flesh parted in an obscene smile, still glistening in the brilliant
moonlight. His eyes were fixed forever in a terror-filled gaze.
Bile rose in her throat, and she rolled off the body, pushing at it, pushing at the air around it, as if
she might somehow banish the event, erase it from her mind, never to have happened. But it
was not to be, for as she rolled backward, she tumbled upon another body.
The boy was small, not yet seven to judge by his features. Deep brown eyes seemed focused
vaguely beyond her head. His abdomen h ... read full excerpt from: Shadows of Myth ebook
