Good afternoon! Thanks to everyone for all the support last week. I needed it. This week has settled down and I’m not working as much overtime, thank God. My parents will be back from California tonight, so I get to stop taking care of all their stuff now, which is another huge load off and now I might actually get some writing done. Whew. Just in time for NaNo.
So, since I got such great feedback on the scene with Abalam and Lux last week, I decided to give you another peek into the two of them this week. Next week I think I’ll bounce back to Amaya and Deacon so we can see what they’re up to, but this week is another little bit of what poor Lux is going through. I’m starting to run out of things I can show you that aren’t too spoiler-y, so this may be the last longer excerpt you get for a while, but we’ll see. I might come up with something. I’m also making a conscious decision to give you the LAST bit of writing I’ve done in an attempt to get myself moving again, so we’ll see if that works.
Without further ado, your torture. You get 12 lines. 22 for the day – 10 for the month = 12
Lux spat blood and jerked as the scalpel dug deeply into her flesh. Blood ran down her arm and dripped off her fingertips, the sound of the droplets on the concrete floor echoing loudly through the room. She gritted her teeth and concentrated on not screaming as Abalam methodically severed her skin from her body.
“You’re a tough little witch, I’ll give you that.” Abalam tossed the strip of skin onto a tray with a wet plop and leaned back, picking up a towel to wipe the blood from his hands. “We’ve been at this for a couple days now. I’m sure you’re quite tired. I’m getting fatigued myself.”
Lux took a deep breath, the air catching in her chest as she tried to expel. She coughed, gagged, nearly puked and heaved before managing to speak. “Poor baby. Do you need a nap?”
Abalam studied her closely, clucking his tongue. “You’re so defiant. Even now, after all this, I can see that look in your eye. If you could just get to me. If I’d just give you your powers back. If only it was a fair fight. Sorry, sweetheart, I’m a Devil. I don’t fight fair.” He leaned forward and released the straps holding her to the chair. “Let me be clear. This is just the first chapter. We’ve still got a whole book to write and I can make you scream and writhe from pain in ways you’ve never even imagined. The next bout when I come back is going to be with the drill. You’re going to find out precisely how easily those bones break when I apply pinpoint pressure with a drill bit.”
Ooh. Lux is in quite the pickle. Let’s hope she has a plan! Well, she has a plan, but whether or not it works remains to be seen.
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