“The Amber that was me was trapped in a spherical, crystal cage within my own head. Fleeting images of people and places swirled around my prison. I could hear snatches of conversation, and recognized that some of the words were spoken in my voice. There were moments when I was aware of my body moving, but it wasn’t answering my orders. The imprint had activated, and put the Amber that was three years old in control of my mind and body. She was the one looking through my eyes, speaking with my m...outh, and touching things with my hands. I felt her raw, childish emotions ripping through me, changing abruptly from joy to anger and back to joy again. She’d done what Elden wanted. Elden would be pleased with her. Elden would say she was a good girl. Elden had to be the name of the man who’d imprinted me. What had the child Amber done to please him? Had she harmed the people I loved? Was she already taking me to serve her master in another Hive? I couldn’t tell anything from the random words and bewildering images that reached me.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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