Bought By the Keres
Most people go mad when they hear a Keres’s death screech. Me? I was already mad.
I came to the city of monsters to trade away the visions tormenting me. One deal, then I’d be free. One deal, and I’d leave the land of the dead behind.
Then Phonos found me.
This massive, winged warrior looks at me as if I’m the answer to every prayer he’s never dared to speak. His death-scream should drive me into a murderous frenzy, but to me, it’s music. And for him, I make the most dangerous choice of my life.
I enter the bride market.
He claims me with the ferocity of a death god. His wings cage me in, his talons a promise of protection no one else ever dared to give. In his arms, I’m not feared, or insane. I’m worshipped.
But for the first time since my gift awakened, I can’t see my fate. I can’t see his. And in a city where only the death-touched survive, that blindness might be more dangerous than any vision.
Welcome to the bride market! Monsters bid, you choose.
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