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Revived (Revved #2) Lawful Wife (Eternal Bachelors Club #3)

I’ll watch over you. He scanned the black horizon. In over a year on our island, we’d grown accustomed to seeing in the dark. Our eyesight hadn’t improved (Galloway’s most likely had deteriorated without his glasses) but somehow, we understood the world a little more not having electric light blinding us every time the sun set.

I heard a creaking sound in the walls. It was the sound of water coming in.The open mouths of the gods began to stream. The water cascaded to the floor, and soon our mother was wet, her clothes clinging to her legs, her hair swirling around her.

Lord of Misrule (The Morganville Vampires #5)

Far, far above was the exit of the floodgates, an enormous opening modeled after the rose window in the temple.The water filled the chamber, and the body lifted up. The speed of the water increased, filling the chamber faster and faster.The water rose above the level of the viewing area, and I gasped in air. It seemed as if we were going to drown as the water went past our windows. But of course, we were safe.

The Lightning Thief (Percy Jackson and the Olympians #0)

Our mother’s body went up, up, up, toward the exit of the floodgates, and I thought I could see the sun for a moment, that it was shining all the way down on Atlantia.When the chamber was nearly full, and I could barely see my mother anymore, the window began to spin. It looked like a flower opening.

When we came home that night, I found the ring and pressed it into Bay’s hand. I think she would have changed her mind anyway, I said. I think she would have wanted you to keep this.

Once they’ve taken what they need Above, Maire says to me now, they dump the body in a pit. They don’t want it any more than we do Below.I know his pain was real. But I can’t care about anyone’s pain but my own. I am an aching, raw, walking nerve. Summoning enough restraint to keep my voice back is the most I can manage.

My classmate Hali notices the shadows. She and Bay were friends, and in the days since my sister left, Hali has been protective, providing a buffer between the rest of the temple acolytes and me at prayers and in the dining hall. I’m grateful to her, especially at mealtime, when we give thanks for those Above who sacrificed to provide our food and I can’t help but think of Bay.I wonder if we are always with the people who live Above the way they are always with us Below. We think of them when we eat the food they provide, knowing that each sweet or savory bite cost them some of their limited time on earth to produce. Do they resent us? I would.

Wicked Ties (Wicked Lovers #1)

Maybe you should rest, Hali says. You seem more and more tired every day since . . . Hali trails off, as if waiting for permission to say Bay’s name. I can’t seem to find it in myself to give, so I stand there, unhelpful and unbending.It’s good for me to work, I say. We lose ourselves in service. It’s a parroted, pet phrase of the priests in the temple. Bay would have wanted it this way.

Now I’ve said my sister’s name, and it hangs over us, pressing down. She weighs on us the way the water weighs on the city. She is everywhere and all around.Oh, Hali says, of course. She holds out a pack for me. I brought you your work kit.

Thank you, I say. She’s saved me a trip down into the workroom with all the other acolytes so I don’t have to face more questions.Hali nods, and before I can overthink it, I ask her something. Were you surprised when she left?

Hali holds her work kit on her hip, the way I’ve seen her balance her baby brothers and sisters when they come during visiting hours. Yes, Hali says. Bay loved Atlantia. She loved the temple. I never thought she’d leave. Some of us thought that she might be Minister someday.I nod. I knew that people whispered about Bay following in my mother’s footsteps. Bay knew it, too. But she never wanted to be the Minister. Too much pressure, too many eyes watching, she always said. I’d rather be a priest and serve the people and the gods that way. Bay always thought she’d like to teach in the temple school or administer at the floodgates. I want to help people when they have to let their loved ones go, she said. That was before we had to prepare our own mother’s body to go up through the floodgates. The memory washes around the edges of my mind, but I refuse to look at that dark place.

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