Ember (31 page)

Le
l
and
s
i
ghed.
“
A
r
che
r
i
sn
’t
t
he
dange
r
.
”
Le
l
and
’
s
b
l
ue
eyes
f
ound
A
r
che
r
.
“
Bu
t
ev
il
does
f
o
ll
ow
you.
”

Ye
s
.
He
h
a
d
to
a
d
m
it
th
a
t
m
uch
.

“
Y
ou
w
e
r
e
a
l
l
begg
i
n
g
t
o
be
i
n
m
y
s
h
oe
s
,
”
A
r
c
h
er
s
a
i
d.

“B
e
gging
to
b
e
co
me
wh
a
t
I
am.
”
He
h
e
ld
ea
ch
of
th
e
ir
g
aze
s
for
a
long
m
o
me
nt
.
“
And
now
you
turn
fro
m
me
?”

Me
rryw
ea
th
e
r
shook
his
h
ea
d
.
“
We
w
e
r
e
fools
.
And
so
w
e
r
e
you
.
”

Arch
e
r
sw
a
llow
e
d
h
a
rd
.
He
wou
l
d
not
l
e
t
th
em
s
ee
his
p
a
in
.
N
ot
e
v
e
r
a
g
a
in
.

“
Go
fr
om
London.
I
f
on
l
y
f
o
r
a
wh
il
e.
”
Le
l
and
at
t
he
ve
r
y
l
eas
t
l
ook
so
rr
y
f
o
r
h
i
s
wo
r
ds.

T
h
e
oth
e
rs
w
e
r
e
circling
hi
m
now
,
driving
hi
m
b
a
ck
.
T
h
e
ir
worn
f
a
c
e
s
loo
me
d
a
nd
str
e
tch
e
d
.
T
h
e
y
w
e
r
e
right
.
He
’d
c
a
us
e
d
it
a
ll
.
Arch
e
r
w
a
nt
e
d
to
scr
eam.
But
noth
i
ng
c
ame
out
of
his
dry
m
outh
.

T
h
e
w
a
lls
clos
e
d
in
on
hi
m.
He
h
e
ld
out
a
h
a
nd
to
stop
th
e
ir
progr
e
ss
a
nd
slipp
e
d
on
so
me
slick
subst
a
nc
e.
C
ri
m
son
oil
.
N
o
,
blood
.
B
lood
oo
z
ing
do
w
n
th
e
w
a
lls
.
He
f
e
ll
to
his
kn
ee
s
.

“
Leave,
A
r
che
r
.
”

“
Do
no
t
r
e
t
u
r
n.
You
r
p
r
esence
he
r
e
pu
t
s
us
a
ll
i
n
dange
r
.
”
He
cu
rl
ed
i
n
on
h
i
mse
lf
,
away
fr
om
t
he
ir
know
i
ng
eyes.

He
could
not
bear
it
.
He
’d
hurt
too
ma
ny
.
He
’d
only
w
a
nt
e
d
…
He
could
not
r
emem
b
e
r
.
B
lood
r
a
n
do
w
n
th
e
w
a
lls
,
a
nd
pool
e
d
b
e
n
ea
th
his
kn
ee
s
,
so
a
king
w
a
r
m
a
nd
sticky
through
his
cloth
e
s
.
He
could
not
br
ea
th
e.
“
I
c
a
nnot
…
”

“
Jus
t
l
ook
at
wha
t
happened
t
o
Rossbe
rr
y.
”

“
R
o
ss
be
rr
y
,
n
ow
M
a
r
v
e
l
.
W
h
o
n
e
x
t
?
W
h
o
w
i
l
l
be
des
tr
oyed
by
t
he
ir
association
w
it
h
you?
”

“
I
have
decided
t
ha
t
I
w
ill
no
t
a
ll
ow
young
Ma
rti
n
t
o
ca
ll
anymo
r
e.
”

M
ir
a
nd
a
’s
ea
sy
strid
e
stutt
e
r
e
d
for
on
e
p
a
c
e.

“
S
t
ead
y
,
D
a
u
g
h
t
e
r
.
Y
o
u
’
l
l
d
r
aw
n
o
t
i
c
e
s
t
u
m
b
l
i
n
g
abo
u
t
li
ke
t
ha
t
.
”
He
r
f
a
t
he
r
l
ooked
at
he
r
s
i
de
l
ong
as
he
g
r
ace
f
u
ll
y

guid
e
d
h
e
r
a
round
a
n
ew
sp
a
p
e
r
boy
shouting
th
e
d
a
y’s
n
e
ws
at
th
e
top
of
his
littl
e
l
ungs
.
“
Remem
b
e
r
,
deep
do
w
n
w
e
hu
ma
ns
a
r
e
c
a
nny
b
ea
sts
,
wh
a
t
w
ith
b
e
ing
both
th
e
hunt
e
r
a
nd
th
e
pr
e
y
.
A
ch
a
ng
e
in
p
a
c
e
a
l
e
rts
e
v
e
n
th
e
m
ost
d
i
s
tr
ac
t
ed
pe
r
son.
”