{"id":30648,"date":"2012-10-10T09:00:42","date_gmt":"2012-10-10T13:00:42","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.shilohwalker.com\/website\/?p=30648"},"modified":"2012-10-01T10:59:57","modified_gmt":"2012-10-01T14:59:57","slug":"blind-destiny-another-peek-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.shilohwalker.com\/website\/2012\/10\/blind-destiny-another-peek-2\/","title":{"rendered":"Blind Destiny…another peek"},"content":{"rendered":"

Have you entered to win a feather From an Angel’s Wing<\/a>? \u00a0It’s the contest to celebrate the release of Blind Destiny<\/em>…<\/p>\n

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She hadn\u2019t always been this\u2026volatile. Luc was sure of it.<\/p>\n

But now, as they walked to the hotel Will had arranged for them, the energy he felt coming off of her was so chaotic, he felt like he was walking inside a thunderstorm.<\/p>\n

Strange.<\/p>\n

She was the one who had taught him<\/em> control.<\/p>\n

And now it seemed she had none of it.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou know, your mind feels a bit of a mess,\u201d he said softly.<\/p>\n

\u201cIt is a bit of a mess. If you don\u2019t want to see anything, I\u2019d suggest you mind your own business,\u201d she snapped.<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m trying, but you\u2019re broadcasting so loud.\u201d He shrugged. Krell gave a soft yip and out of habit, Luc merged his mind with the dog\u2014and saw the obstacle in the sidewalk. With his hand on Krell\u2019s head, he bypassed the area where work was being done.<\/p>\n

Sina nudged him. \u201cWe\u2019re staying there.\u201d<\/p>\n

Luc stopped and contemplated the low, squat building through the dog\u2019s eyes. Then he used his mind to guide Krell to look at Sina again. She was serious.<\/p>\n

\u201cThere<\/em>?\u201d he echoed.<\/p>\n

\u201cYes.\u201d She tucked her hair behind her ear, her lips pursed. \u201cIt looked a bit better online. I told Will to find us a place on this street, so it\u2019s the only option we have. Maybe it will be better inside.\u201d<\/p>\n

Luc had done a bit of exploring himself online, using a refreshable Braille display.\u00a0 Sometimes he really did love technology\u2014it had made it so much easier for him to do some things\u2026read, surf the web, check out this little village, since Sina wasn\u2019t particularly forthcoming.<\/p>\n

The town was a nice-sized one and it did a fair bit of tourism traffic\u2014there were<\/em> other hotels. \u201cAm I to assume all the other hotels are booked solid, then?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNo.\u201d She touched his arm and murmured, \u201cListen\u2026don\u2019t you hear it?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cHear what?\u201d There was nothing\u2014<\/p>\n

Then Sina lowered the shields on her mind.<\/p>\n

Screaming.<\/p>\n

He heard screaming.<\/p>\n

It was like it came echoing to him down through a long, long hallway, one with many, many doors. But the sounds of the screams were unmistakable. \u201cCan you see as well through Krell\u2019s eyes as you can if you look through mine?\u201d she asked softly.<\/p>\n

He shrugged. \u201cIt depends on what I\u2019m looking for. Shadows, colors, nuances\u2026not exactly. Now if I\u2019m out trying to hunt for somebody or something, I can see better.\u201d<\/p>\n

She was quiet a moment, then said, \u201cLook through my eyes.\u201d<\/p>\n

He\u2019d rather not. But he wasn\u2019t going to tell her that. Sighing, he slid his mind into hers\u2014carefully\u2014he had to do this carefully, because if he didn\u2019t, he\u2019d see bits and pieces of her he\u2019d rather not see, and she\u2019d see bits and pieces of him.<\/p>\n

Usually it was an awkward thing, settling his mind into another\u2019s. Even the first few times with Perci had been a struggle.<\/p>\n

But Sina\u2019s mind opened for him like a glove\u2014one designed to fit just him. Only him\u2014<\/p>\n

He shoved that thought aside and settled within her mind to look. \u201cWhat am I looking at?\u201d he asked, eyeing the dismal little hotel. It wasn\u2019t that he hadn\u2019t stayed in squalid places before. He had, but\u2026<\/p>\n

Sina turned her head toward the building across the narrow road. It all but cast the entire area into shadow\u2014dark, oppressive and deathly.<\/p>\n

What he saw almost shattered the connection between them.<\/p>\n

The walls before him were bleeding.<\/p>\n

\u201cMerde<\/em>\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat is this?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s the house. It\u2019s where she died.\u201d<\/p>\n

Briefly, he caught the echo of something else in Sina\u2019s mind, but it was gone, silenced by her own powerful presence almost instantly. \u201cAnd it\u2019s the house where the seven bloody sisters were supposedly tortured.\u201d<\/p>\n

Abruptly, Sina shoved him out of her mind.<\/p>\n

He couldn\u2019t think of another who could do that, break that connection so easily.<\/p>\n

She did it without blinking an eye or breaking a sweat\u2014and she gave him a fucking headache while she did. \u201cAnd that, dearest Luc, is why we\u2019re staying here. We need to be close, I figure. If you and Will force me into this, then you\u2019ll damn well let me do things as I see fit.\u201d<\/p>\n

As she turned and walked away, he reached down and rested a hand on Krell\u2019s head. \u201cShe\u2019s in a mood, isn\u2019t she, boy?\u201d<\/p>\n

Krell growled a little, deep in his throat.<\/p>\n

\u201cAh, now. Don\u2019t be like that. She doesn\u2019t like it here.\u201d<\/p>\n

Although he couldn\u2019t see, he glanced back at the house. The darkness was an ugly maw, one he could sense in his gut.<\/p>\n

She didn\u2019t like it here\u2026and the reasons for that went deep.<\/p>\n

Very deep.<\/p>\n

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Sprawled on the bed, fingers resting on the Braille display, Luc did his damnedest to pretend he was alone in the room. The hotel had, in fact, turned out to be nicer than he\u2019d expected.<\/p>\n

Their room was a cozy affair, two beds, a kitchenette and a bathroom. But\u2026it was one <\/em>fucking room. One.<\/p>\n

Will hadn\u2019t gotten them separate rooms?<\/p>\n

What the fuck?<\/p>\n

He heard a soft, whispering sound, and although Krell was asleep and Luc wasn\u2019t looking at anything, he was having a hard time ignoring the fact that Sina was in the room.<\/p>\n

What the fuck indeed.<\/p>\n

He set his jaw and once more tried to focus.<\/p>\n

He wanted answers, and since Sina wasn\u2019t giving him any, he was looking on his own.<\/p>\n

So far, that search hadn\u2019t shown anything. Shifting away from the display, he tried a different search.<\/p>\n

Sina + Greece + fairy tales<\/em>. That took him on a fruitless search, thirty minutes of his time that he\u2019d never get back. Of course, he had a lot of minutes in his life to kill, so thirty minutes wasn\u2019t so bad and he was stuck here until the truculent woman in charge decided to enlighten him. Wasting time\u2026for the win, he thought, broodingly before heading back to restart the search over.<\/p>\n

Greece + fairy tales<\/em>.<\/p>\n

The first one that came up was one he\u2019d heard before. Not anything terribly clever or unusual, just a variation on a hundred different tales he\u2019d heard a hundred times over. Brother and Sister<\/em>. Nothing there that made him think of Sina.<\/p>\n

Returning to the search results, he clicked on the second one and lowered his hand to the Braille display so he could read. Wikipedia. Either a treasure trove or a trash heap\u2026or somewhere in between.<\/p>\n

This wouldn\u2019t be too bad, though.<\/p>\n

Less than twenty fairy tales\u2026odd. Most of the older places had more legends than this.<\/p>\n

He was tempted to wake Krell, so he could look at her. But he didn\u2019t.<\/p>\n

If this place had the pain for her that he suspected, it made sense she hadn\u2019t spent as much time crafting fairy tales for her, though.<\/p>\n

And there would be others, he knew. They just weren\u2019t noted. Most of the tales Sina had her hand in had ended up in the Grimm\u2019s books, or become American folklore. Some had Russian or Asian roots, and some had their beginnings in the Native American lore.<\/p>\n

But the oldest of them had come from this part of the world, so many of the tales had originated here.<\/p>\n

This was, after all, where they had been born, so to speak. Where the first whisperings of their very strangeness had first started.<\/p>\n

He checked each story, reading them through.<\/p>\n

And when he came to hers\u2026he knew.<\/p>\n

It was a jolt, right to his gut.<\/p>\n

It was, like so many of their tales, filled with outlandish tales of sudden death, reawakenings with true love.<\/p>\n

In short, complete bullshit.<\/p>\n

But somehow, he knew this was more of a lie than most.<\/p>\n

This\u2026this wasn\u2019t her story.<\/p>\n

It didn\u2019t have her\u2026heart, for one. Even though the Grimm brothers had made merry with the tales, there was something of Sina\u2019s voice in many of the them, even to this day.<\/p>\n

Not this one.<\/p>\n

Of course, he was just reading a short summary\u2026maybe he could find a complete version\u2026<\/p>\n

The next search yielded a few sources. He paused over one. He\u2019d typed in Mysina + The Myrtle fairy tales<\/em>.<\/p>\n

One of the top searches was actually an Italian fairy tale. Some of these were hundreds, possibly a thousand years old, at the root. Clicking on it, he started to read.<\/p>\n

And his gut went tight.<\/p>\n

Hot.<\/p>\n

Seven wicked women\u2026<\/em><\/p>\n

Seven bloody sisters\u2026<\/em><\/p>\n

Smiling to himself, he tucked that information in his mind and started to read.<\/p>\n

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The pretty prince looked too pleased with himself. What was he about, I wondered, but I wasn\u2019t going to ask him. It was something of an annoyance that I couldn\u2019t peek in on his thoughts without him knowing.<\/p>\n

It was even more<\/em> of an annoyance that I worried about that. There wasn\u2019t anybody else I would have concerned myself with. I\u2019d either ask, or I\u2019d look. Why did he<\/em> matter so much?<\/p>\n

But I knew that answer.<\/p>\n

I\u2019d known that answer for centuries.<\/p>\n

He mattered\u2026because he did. He always had, when he\u2019d first been sent to me, all those years ago, so battered in spirit, but so determined not to let anybody know. So broken in heart, and yet he never let it show on the outside\u2014he always had a kind word for everybody, a gentle smile for those who suffered, or a dirty joke, if that was what it took.<\/p>\n

Truly the knight gallant, Luc.<\/p>\n

A whisper danced through my mind. Sina\u2026I was tortured in ways you can\u2019t imagine before I died. It\u2019s going to take more than grinding my bones to dust to bother me<\/em>.<\/p>\n

Tortured. Yes. I knew that.<\/p>\n

It twisted my heart to think of it, but he was wrong. I did know the depths of his torture, because I knew the depths of his mind\u2014I knew memories that his mind had blocked away, memories he had blunted. Things we did to keep ourselves sane.<\/p>\n

His stepmother had blinded him, wounds so awful, they\u2019d rendered his eyes useless.\u00a0 It \u00a0had happened well before his mortal death and the damage had set it in. Undoing it just hadn\u2019t been possible. He\u2019d come into this life unable to see. But it hadn\u2019t stopped him.<\/p>\n

He\u2019d been tortured for days, weeks, while his wife was held prisoner, too ill and sick to come to him. Unable to help him.<\/p>\n

Both of them broken.<\/p>\n

He isn\u2019t broken<\/em>, I thought sourly. I<\/em> am broken. Luc, like the good hero he was, kept on going. That\u2019s what the heroic, gallant prince in the fairy tale did, isn\u2019t it?<\/p>\n

And what did I do?<\/p>\n

I hid.<\/p>\n

Wallowed in my own self pity\u2014<\/p>\n

Snarling, I flopped onto my belly and buried my face in my hands, blocking out anything and everything I could about Luc. In the end, he<\/em> didn\u2019t matter. He was just one more tool I\u2019d use on this job\u2014a job. That was all it was. An assignment, one of hundreds of thousands. I\u2019d see it done, and then I\u2019d move on.<\/p>\n

And do another, and another\u2026<\/p>\n

Another infernal shriek tore through the air and I shoved upright, settling in a kneeling position on the bed, turning my head to glare at Luc. He was in the exact same position as he\u2019d been in when I\u2019d fallen asleep, his laptop on his thighs, a Braille display positioned close by. He ran his fingers across it, a faint line between his brows as he read whatever in the bloody hell that held him so fascinated.<\/p>\n

\u201cCan\u2019t you hear<\/em> her?\u201d I demanded.<\/p>\n

Those sightless, impossibly blue eyes turned to me. If one looked closely, you could see the scars at the corners of his eyes. They were faded\u2014a few hundred years of life would do that. One black brow winged up and he said, \u201cHear who?\u201d<\/p>\n

Snarling, I climbed off the bed and stormed over to the window, glaring outside.<\/p>\n

Of course he didn\u2019t hear her.<\/p>\n

He hadn\u2019t even realized anything was off earlier until I\u2019d pulled him into my mind.<\/p>\n

I was apparently rather keyed into her. Perhaps it was because I\u2019d added to the weight of her insanity. Krell didn\u2019t seem to notice anything unusual, either, and that was rather strange.<\/p>\n

Most animals were rather in tune with that sort of thing.<\/p>\n

Maybe I\u2019m going mad<\/em>.<\/p>\n

Standing there, I thought maybe I could even hear their<\/em> screams. And that just wasn\u2019t possible. But it had been close to two millennia. Even the most determined ghost couldn\u2019t cling for that long.<\/p>\n

Oh, Despoina wasn\u2019t that old.<\/p>\n

But whether she\u2019d come into this mess or not, I knew if I\u2019d come here at any given time, I\u2019d still hear those screams. I\u2019d cursed this place. Cursed it well and truly.<\/p>\n

Then I\u2019d driven a wretched, evil, old woman mad.<\/p>\n

Now I got to lie there and watch the house endlessly, thanks to the lovely window in our room.\u00a0 I\u2019d checked it out once Will had booked it and sent me the information. Preparing myself, I supposed.<\/p>\n

It faces out over the street and you can see the mountains!<\/em> See the mountains. See the birth of my nightmares. I could lie there, hear the screams again, see the blood as it spread across the building under the rise of the moon.<\/p>\n

Others didn\u2019t always see it.<\/p>\n

But some did\u2026there were whispers of it. The house that bled. Rooms that screamed.<\/p>\n

Children were terrified of the place.<\/p>\n

But that could be because of the legends. Because of Despoina\u2019s tales, the stories of her descent into madness. There was a pall here, one even I could feel. It made little sense. She\u2019d been dead for a long time. Well, not by my standards, but almost two centuries had passed.<\/p>\n

Why did the taint of madness still linger?<\/p>\n

Suppressing a shiver, I crossed my arms over my chest and closed my eyes. Behind me, I heard a sound but I ignored it. It would be best if I tried to get through this job without paying any more attention to Luc than I absolutely had to.<\/p>\n

Why in the hell had Will paired me with him, anyway?<\/p>\n

It wasn\u2019t like I needed<\/em> a partner.<\/p>\n

And\u2014<\/p>\n

~*~<\/p>\n

Enter the contest<\/a>…<\/p>\n

Read about The Myrtle<\/a> (inspiration behind Myrsina’s story)<\/p>\n

Read more about Blind Destiny<\/a>… or you can just preorder it. \ud83d\ude09<\/p>\n

Amazon<\/a>\u00a0|\u00a0BN<\/a>\u00a0|\u00a0Samhain<\/a>\u00a0|\u00a0iBookstore<\/a><\/p>\n

(This won’t be out in print for a while…it’s not long enough so it has to be paired up.)<\/p>\n

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