EPILOGUE

What the hell is this place?

Do I even want to know?

Blinding light is everywhere, bleaching the landscape. I shade my eyes and see shapes in the distance, maybe hills? Fuck, the white rocks beneath me are sharp as coral, and my body fucking hurts.

I ache in places I didn’t know it was possible to ache.

Standing up, I arch my back. Even my skin hurts; it’s stiff, like someone threw a can of paint on me then left it to harden.

As I twist side to side, producing a loud series of spinal cracks, I think I see movement out of the corner of my eye.

It’s hard to know, the whole landscape ripples, like heat in a desert.

The movement could be a mirage. Just my mind playing tricks.

Theodora, Ludo, and Feniks are out cold. I check, then check again. They’re all breathing—that’s about as much as I know. I place my sweater under Theodora's head and smooth the hair back from her face.

Fuck. I stand again, keeping guard. The shifting air in the distance seems to be getting closer. I think. I notice Ludo has a wrench hooked to his coveralls, and I snag it. No idea what’s down here, or where ‘here’ is, but a wrench is better than no weapon at all.

And I’m going to need a weapon. There’s a creature coming towards me. Out of the shimmering landscape, the outline of a beast is emerging. What the fuck it is, I can’t say. Not a human.

For one thing, it’s on four legs and fucking huge.

The thing draws closer still, and now I can tell it’s some abomination of a horse.

I give Ludo and Feniks a kick, trying to wake them up, but to no avail.

The horse-thing isn’t racing towards me; in fact, it almost seems sick, dragging its hooves on the rocky ground.

Suddenly, a prickling feeling in my neck has me swinging around, but no one is behind me. Just the vast, empty white.

I turn back, and the creature is just a few feet away now.

It’s the body of a horse, but the torso of a man.

With a human face.

A gaunt, drawn face with hair down to its waist and shadowed, haunted eyes. Dear Gods. What is this?

“Cosmo…” it croaks,

I fall to my knees.

“Donovan?”

END OF BOOK ONE.

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