Book One: Chapter 25

“It can’t be that-” A flash of light blinded him. Several seconds later, the thunder that chased it boomed against the cliff. “...bad.” Mike finished.

“My kind is made to weather storms. Yours is not.”

“I guess I could just climb out of here.” Mike stared at the sheer walls above him. “After someone installs a ladder.”

“I do have an idea, but you will not like it.” Abella was staring at her feet.

“I’m pretty open to living. What do you have in mind?”

“I am a being of stone. It will take me some time to recover. You, however, have already recovered. Humans are fountains of life, its why they make such a good food source.”

“You’re not selling me on your solution so far,” Mike muttered.

“If you were to... give me some of your essence, I would have enough energy to fly us out of here.” Abella’s fingers were pressing down on wrinkles in her wings, watching the folds pop back up.

“That doesn’t sound so bad. Are we talking magic, a blood pact