Slave
“I was cold, too; more chilled than I could ever recall having been before, for the chill went right straight down to the bone— even the marrow had begun cool. The first breath of my new life filled my head with a cacophony of scents, but I seemed to know, unerringly, not only precisely what those scents were, but also exactly where the source of them was located. My eyes were not even open, but I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that Ranata still held me and that Alanna and her daughter and husb...and were standing to her right. Dantonio was kneeling behind Ranata with his arms around her. I could smell the fear and the sorrow that flowed from each of them, and I knew those emotions for what they were just as surely as if I’d seen their facial expressions with my own two eyes.
The horses. I could smell them, too—could even judge the distance from the stable where they were still chewing their hay to where I lay in the cool grass of the lawn that surrounded Ranata’s lovely home. Then I took another breath and I got a whiff of him, carried to me unmistakably on the wind.MoreLess
The horses. I could smell them, too—could even judge the distance from the stable where they were still chewing their hay to where I lay in the cool grass of the lawn that surrounded Ranata’s lovely home. Then I took another breath and I got a whiff of him, carried to me unmistakably on the wind.MoreLess
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