Chapter 80

"Twyla," Bastian started. "What exactly did you see?"

Twyla wrapped her arms around herself. "Maybe we should wait for Raven. I-I don't want to repeat what I saw more than I have to." Twyla closed her eyes and the images flashed in her mind. She shivered. 

Bastian lowered himself onto the bed and fitted himself around her and Morpheus. The cocoon of warmth and safety helped Twyla feel less desperate. Bastian rubbed her cheek while they waited but it wasn't long before Raven appeared with a tray of cake and tea. 

"Okay, I'm ready," Twyla stated, sitting against her familiar with a cup of chocolate tea in her hands. 

Bastian and Raven glanced at each other before giving Twyla their full attention. They, too, had tea. Twyla had taken one look at their cups of blood and turned green. It would be hard enough to talk about visions of blood without seeing blood right in front of her.