Chapter 31
Korva's world slowly slid back to his bedroom, sparks of light fading out into the dark, lavish room. He hung onto every detail he could manage to catch, from the sound of the rain tip-tapping on the glass windows to the look of the fuzzy, velvet curtains.
Because he knew what was coming, he wasn't ready to go into the darkness, and he still didn't completely understand how he had gotten here. The last clear memory he had was drowning in the river. He could remember feelings, some colors, but it was like the fog had taken them, leaving just a blur where the memories should be.
A flash of Petal Dancer, her golden hair shimmering in the moonlight, lying on the blanket looking at the stars.