Page 113 of Brimstone
I had todosomething. The light from my runes lit the tomb so brightly that the glow hurt my eyes. It was building, straining, probing, mounting—more power than I could comprehend. It wanted out, to be free, andIdidn’t want to fucking die.
I had no choice.
Yes. Yes, come to us.The quicksilver’s voice was hypnotic.
The room spun as I closed my eyes and let my power in.
The void that fell over me ate me whole.
No light.
No up.
No down.
This was immortality; looking it in the eye felt like staring into a black hole.
Fear ran ice-cold fingers through my mind, paralyzing me.
Breathe, Saeris. Donotgive in to it.
Fear would be my undoing. I would cede no ground to it.
I retreated into myself, searching for that which was already a part of me. This tide of magic scared me. Whenever I’d sensed it before, raging just below the surface of my consciousness, I’d shied away, afraid of its immenseness. I had worried that I wouldn’t be able to find my way back to the surface again if I allowed the power to swallow me—and I wasstillafraid of that. But the storm wasn’t going to abate this time. It was growing by the second.
I dove into the stream of my power and was immediately swept away.
Oh gods, it was too much. It was—
Pulling.
Pushing.
Tugging.
Screaming.
Spinning.
Swimming.
Sinking . . .
Drowning . . .
Breathe, Saeris.Breathe,or it’sallover.
I gasped for a deep breath, forcing the air into my lungs.
This isn’t something to be afraid of.
This is a part of you.
A part of yourself that you hadn’t gotten to know yet.
Youcando this.
When you had no one else to lean on, you relied on yourself. When no one rode to the rescue and saved you and Hayden from dying of thirst, you saved yourself.
