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Carrow's storuel to her cell this- and that she hadn't really eaten in over a week Her thirst was even worse, her ri With her first step, the blisters riddling her feet threatened to burst Her healing wrist ached, and s her discoo, intent only on sating her thirst and hunger She figured she was sol on the foruarded by Slaine

But she had to try Hours had passed since she'd had a drop of water, and last night she'd run for h for anyone, but especially for Carroho hailed from a bayou city known for its ulf breezes, pounding showers, or sultry huet herself and Ruby back to the city! To return to their wonderful coven and an existence filled with friends, pranks, and revelry

For ood as alone, her neglectfulno interest in her Her toys had echoed in mausoleum-like mansions where "lowly" servants were forbidden to speak to her

Then her parents had turned her over to the coven at Andoain, the hearth and home where she'd met her beloved mentor Elianna and eventually Mari - a place where Carrow had been enveloped by a sisterhood of witches, cherished and protected

She desperately missed everyone, but especially Mari

Though Mari was so full of power - more so than any other Wiccan - she couldn't use thetool Only problem? Whenever she communed directly with a mirror, she accidentally aze

Carrow had nicknalass witch

The last time it'd happened, Mari had mesmerized herself so deeply that her Lykae husband had barely broken the enthrall affair and far too close a call

If Mari hadn't sent in the cavalry by now, then she wouldn't be able to help without going to the mirror And if that was the case, then Carrow hoped no help was co stupid, Glitch

Waithad she heard that growling sound again? Not her stomach? The tiny hairs on her nape rose She scanned around but couldn't see

Her powers and her cloaking spell were already faltering, which er invisible The beasts she continued to hear could find her now As could those ghouls

Would that va the day, or would the dih to confine hiaze to the brown, hazy sky and felt no ware, especially since he was a halfling of sorts

But here's hoping the ve her chapped lips, her stoain Water, food Gods, she hated the outdoors! She'd always found it hellish - and that was before the outdoors had been situated in hell Bizarre plants sprouted in profusion here, all petrified, of course Nothing was green in this place

Keep going, Carrow One stinging foot in front of the other She found a rock face and tro she could be a the rock and "hunting," she concluded that there were no Big Gulps to be self-served or juicy berries to be plucked, noon trees or ice crea

Frack

Half-delirious, she muttered, "I haaaaaate this place"

This was all Slaine's fault He had to go all batshit crazy on her Because he'd made her flee, her thirst and every blister on her feet were his fault Dixon had nailed hihts: brutish, filthy, severely disturbed I despise his abominable ass!