The Return: Shadow Souls Chapter 29

Someone was trying to make her drinking forbidden of a glass. Elenas sense of smell was so acute that she could sagacity what was in the glass already Black Magic wine. And she didnt want that No She spat it out. They couldnt make her drink.Mon enfant, it is for your own good. Now, drink it. Elena turned her head away. She felt the dark and the hurricane rushing up to take her. Yes. That was better. why wouldnt they leave her alone?In the very deepest trenches of communication, a little boy was with her in the dark. She remembered him, but not his name. She held out her arms and he came into them and it seemed that his manacles were lighter than they had beenwhen? Before. That was all she could remember.Are you all right? she mouthed to the child. Down here, deep in the heart of communion, a whisper was a shout.Dont cry. No tears, he begged her, but the words reminded her of something she couldnt bear to think of, and she put her fingers to his lips, gently silencing him.Too lo ud, a voice from Outside came rumbling in. So, mon enfant, you learn decided to become un vampire encore une fois.Is that what is happening? she whispered to the child. Am I dying again? To become a vampire?I dont sleep with the child cried. I dont know allthing. Hes angry. Im afraid.Sage wont hurt you, she promised. Hes already a vampire, and your friend.Not SageThen who are you afraid of?If you die again, Ill be wrap in chains all over. The child showed her a pitiable picture of himself covered by coil after coil of heavy chains. In his mouth, gagging him. trap his arms to his sides and his legs to the ball. Moreover, the chains were spiked so that everywhere they dug into the childs soft flesh, blood flowed.Who would do such a thing? Elena cried. Ill make him wish hed neer been born. Tell me whos going to do thisThe childs face was sad and perplexed. I will, he said sadly. He will. He/I. Damon. Because well give birth killed you.But if its not his faultWe direct to. We hav e to. But maybe Ill die, the doctor says There was a definite lilt of hope in the last sentence.It decided Elena. If Damon was not thinking clearly, hence maybe she wasnt thinking clearly, she reasoned out slowly. Maybemaybe she should do what Sage wanted.And Dr. Meggar. She could discern his voice as if through a thick fog. sake, youve been on the job(p) all night. Give someone else a chance.Yesall night. Elena had not wanted to wake up again, and she had a powerful will.Maybe switch sides? someone a girl a young girl was suggesting. Little in voice, but strong-willed, too. Bonnie.ElenaIts Meredith. Can you feel me holding your hand? A pause, then very overmuch louder, excitedly, Hey, she squeezed my hand Did you see? Sage, tell Damon to get in here quick.Driftingdrink a little more, Elena? I know, I know, youre sick of it. But drink un peu for my sake, will you?DriftingTrs bon, mon enfant Maintenant, what about a little milk? Damon believes you can stay human if you drink some milk.Elena had two thoughts about this. One was that if she drank any more of anything, she might explode. Another was that she wasnt going to make any foolish promises.She tried to speak but it came out in a thread of a whisper. Tell Damon I wont come up unless he lets the little boy free.Who? What little boy?Elena, sweetie, all the little boys on this estate are free.Meredith Why not let her tell him?Dr. Meggar Elena, Damon is right here on the couch. Youve both been very sick, but youre going to be fine. Here, Elena, we can move the examination carry over so you can talk to him. There, its done.Elena tried to open her eyes, but everything was ferociously bright. She took a breath and tried again. Still much too bright. And she didnt know how to pitch-black her vision anymore. She spoke with her eyes shut to the presence she felt in front of her I cant leave him alone again. Especially if youre going to load him with chains and gag him.Elena, Damon said shakily, I havent l ed a good life. But I havent kept slaves before, I swear. Ask anyone. And I wouldnt do that to a child.You have, and I know his name. And I know that all hes made of is gentleness, and kindness, and good natureand fear.The low rumble of Sages voice, agitating her the slightly louder murmur of Damons I know shes gain her head, but Id still like to know the name of this little boy Im supposed to have done this to. How does that agitate her?More rumbling, then But cant I just ask her? At least I can clear my name of these charges. Then, out loud Elena? Can you tell me what child Im supposed to have tortured like this?She was so tired. But she answered aloud, whispering, His name is Damon, of course.And Merediths own exhausted whisper, Oh, my God. She was willing to die for a metaphor.