Ice (2009)
“N Longitude 126° 02’ 38” W Altitude 1108 ft.
CASSIE WAS DROWNING. She clawed at her throat. She was a beached fish, drowning in air. She saw a shadow cross over her. Fighting, she focused on it.
It looked like a young Inuit man.
But that didn’t make any sense. She was alone, dying alone. Just her and her unborn, never-to-be-born child. “I’m sorry, sorry, sorry,” she whispered. She squeezed her eyes shut.
When she opened them again, the man was waiting silently on the rocks above h...er. Suddenly, she understood: He was waiting for her to die. “Munaqsri,” she rasped.
Startled, he lost his footing on the rocks. He skidded down a few feet before catching himself.
Pebbles rolled into Cassie, and she flinched.
“You can see me! I thought you were . . . ,” he said. “You know what I am?” Yes, she knew. He was the human munaqsri. He was here to take her soul. Well, she wasn’t going to let him. He was a munaqsri; he could manipulate molecules.MoreLess
CASSIE WAS DROWNING. She clawed at her throat. She was a beached fish, drowning in air. She saw a shadow cross over her. Fighting, she focused on it.
It looked like a young Inuit man.
But that didn’t make any sense. She was alone, dying alone. Just her and her unborn, never-to-be-born child. “I’m sorry, sorry, sorry,” she whispered. She squeezed her eyes shut.
When she opened them again, the man was waiting silently on the rocks above h...er. Suddenly, she understood: He was waiting for her to die. “Munaqsri,” she rasped.
Startled, he lost his footing on the rocks. He skidded down a few feet before catching himself.
Pebbles rolled into Cassie, and she flinched.
“You can see me! I thought you were . . . ,” he said. “You know what I am?” Yes, she knew. He was the human munaqsri. He was here to take her soul. Well, she wasn’t going to let him. He was a munaqsri; he could manipulate molecules.MoreLess
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