Chapter 152: Leigh

Only one way to find out. With one last heave of my boots through the sludged-up yard, I dropped to my knees and cradled a brittle petal in my palm. Darby's fists were full of branches, so I took a deep breath and said, "Break the ties that bind you to death."

All the black stems unfurled and straightened as if in one perfectly choreographed dance routine. The petals unfolded and relaxed into normal flower shape, brightening in color from their tips to the middle. Not quite fully alive to zap me, but not dead either, a tiny window of time to end this for good.

"Drop them, Darby."

Her shadow fell over me as she shuffled closer through the muck at a snail's pace, her outstretched arms piled with hawthorn sticks. Instead of throwing daylight on her, the rising sun surrounded her with a thick gloom that blocked out all light.

"Now, Da - "