Fractured Souls(98)

“Okay,” I agree. “I won’t go anywhere. I promise.”
“Good girl.” He walks off toward a pile of knotted barbed wire and then he disappears, leaving me alone with my new mark.#p#分页标题#e#
I remain lying in the dirt, beaten and bruised, watching and listening to the ravens flap their wings as they cry out to each other. Inky black feathers drift down from the sky and surround me in stacks as time aimlessly drifts by. I count the seconds to pass the time, but somewhere I lose track. Everything begins to blend together and the sky becomes lighter then darker as the days change. The ravens grow tired and so do I. Suddenly I’m tired of sitting here and obeying. I don’t want to obey. I want to feed the darkness stirring inside me. It’s hungry and needs to feed.
Every once in a while I do feel a dim spark flicker inside my heart, begging me to come back, and it briefly warms my chilled core. I know who’s causing it and the more it happens, the more frustrated I get.
Finally, I get up and hike across the land, scooping up a saber with a bent blade that’s resting in a heap of swords and knives. The ravens fly after me, circling my head as I stride over shallow hills toward the skyline. I stop only when I’m far enough away, then I can open up the box locked inside me. I let the darkness inside me flood out and consume my mind, allowing any trace of my old self to dissipate. Then I shut my eyes and channel my Foreseer energy, fueling it with the evil living beneath my skin.
I picture Alex’s sturdy body, dark brown hair, and green eyes as clearly as I can. Once I see him perfectly, I clutch onto him and let my Foreseer power pull me to him, holding onto the saber as I prepare myself to see him soon. Prepare myself to kill him. Kill the electric spark concealed inside my soul, the last speck of good inside me.
Then I’ll be nothing other than a shell. A hollow, evil shell.