When you visit our website, if you give your consent, we will use cookies to allow us to collect data for aggregated statistics to improve our service and remember your choice for future visits. Cookie Policy & Privacy Policy
Dear Reader, we use the permissions associated with cookies to keep our website running smoothly and to provide you with personalized content that better meets your needs and ensure the best reading experience. At any time, you can change your permissions for the cookie settings below.
If you would like to learn more about our Cookie, you can click on Privacy Policy.
CHAPTER 10 Mykal climbed the staircase inside the tower. The walls were wet and damp. A coldness passed through his body. His bones ached. It seemed like he would never feel warm again. Despite the ease of ascent, every step caused pain to flash and flare in his legs and feet. He couldn’t understand why he was going up. He heard a muffled, but steady, fast beating of his heart. It pulsed, throbbed inside his ears. They should’ve been going down, if they were finished inside the dovecote, they should’ve been going down the stairs. The dovecote sat on top of the tower, there hadn’t been more stairs to climb, had there? They. Where was Blodwyn? Gembert? This is the same tower, isn’t it? “Wyn? Blodwyn?” Mykal heard the sound of his voice, but knew something was different, off. He hadn’