From Chapter 38: Fairlight Spencer Cries Out Against the Shadow

A dying Fairlight clutches Christy

Illustration by Howard Sanden

"Frantically, I set Guy on the floor and reached for her. But she was already out of bed, several steps across the floor. 'Christy, holp me...Hide me! The shadder's after me. Holp me git away.' Even as she sank dizzingly to her knees, I saw that she was right: the shadow's time of day had come. Though the late afternoon sun was still streaming through the open door, lighting the room and illuminating Fairlight's distorted face, even as I reached her and she flung herself at me, grasping me around the legs, the slanting shadows were crawling across the floor toward us."


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