Shanakan (The Fourth Age of Shanakan book 1)
“He crushed his eyelids together, but it persisted so he opened them, looked up at the ceiling. His mouth felt bad. There was a stickiness and a thickness there that reminded him of a shocking hangover, but it was worse than that.
I need water.
His whole body ached. This was a feeling that he knew. Sleeping in wooden chairs is never wise. The muscles cramp and flesh is pressed between bone and wood. It bruises.
The Shan.
He started up in the chair, memory returning in a rush, and... gasped at the pain. Everything hurt, but especially his head.
The Shan sat in the chair beside him. She looked still and peaceful, eyes closed and hands resting lightly in her lap. There was a glass on the table between them, and it contained a trace of blue liquid. He levered himself upright and examined her more closely, working hard to focus on the task through the pain and discomfort. She was dead.MoreLess
I need water.
His whole body ached. This was a feeling that he knew. Sleeping in wooden chairs is never wise. The muscles cramp and flesh is pressed between bone and wood. It bruises.
The Shan.
He started up in the chair, memory returning in a rush, and... gasped at the pain. Everything hurt, but especially his head.
The Shan sat in the chair beside him. She looked still and peaceful, eyes closed and hands resting lightly in her lap. There was a glass on the table between them, and it contained a trace of blue liquid. He levered himself upright and examined her more closely, working hard to focus on the task through the pain and discomfort. She was dead.MoreLess
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