Hey, look at that, I’ve been tagged again for the Lucky 7s, this time by Gabriellan, who you should definitely check out if you haven’t already. It actually works out because, due to revisions, what’s on page 77 of Bound has changed. No, I didn’t rewrite the section I posted last time, it just got pushed down by parts I did rewrite. I’m going to cheat again (because I’m like that and it’s my blog). This excerpt, like the last one, starts on page 77. I’m not counting down to line 7 though, and I’m going to include the entire exchange. This is actually part of the rewrites.
* * *
The moment her eyes closed, the dream claimed her. The blonde man was watching her again, his smile broader than before, triumphant. He came to her almost immediately. When he put his hands on her waist though, she saw a minute change in his expression, a touch of confusion, there and gone so fast that she wasn’t sure what it meant.
“At last, so close, Faylanna.”
“Why do you know my name and I don’t know yours?” She was startled by the sound of her own voice. She’d never spoken in one of these dreams before. She’d always been sure that she couldn’t, or that he wouldn’t be able to hear her.
“Does it matter,” he asked as he pulled her closer, inhaling deeply as his arms encircled her. “I know you. After all these years, does it matter how, or why you know me?”
She looked up into his eyes, surprised. He’d heard her and spoken, responding to her question, though not with an answer she understood. Thinking back, she had only ever heard him speak once, in the last dream of him she could remember.
“It’s almost time, Faylanna. Will you be there, when the time comes?” His expression had become troubled. “I’ve waited so long, watching. I need you.”
“Why? What time? I don’t understand.”
He kissed her forehead, then lay his own against it. “It doesn’t matter, just be ready. I can’t let you go, not after so long. He can’t have you. We belong together, Faylanna.”
“Who can’t have me? What are you talking about?”
His smile was full of satisfaction. “Yes, keep thinking that way. There can be only you and I, my sweet. Never forget that, even if all else fades.”
Everything around her was growing dark and she could feel herself drifting into a deeper sleep, but his words seemed to echo around her.
* * *
So, there you have it, my new page 77 (into 78).
I’m not tagging anyone this time for 2 reasons. 1) everyone I know seems to have been tagged already and 2) I did that last time.