Excerpt: The Tree & the Egg

Excerpt from The Tree & the Egg Naya was frozen and trapped inside herself, and yet she was aware. At first all she could feel was a dull pain. But gradually, her mind sorted through the different layers of misery and distinguished bad to worst. The closest spell to her skin was metallic and hard. It was solid and immovable, but it wasn’t as painful as the other two layers. The next layer stung like touching your finger on a hot stove or being stung by a dozen wasps. It made her skin feel like it was swelling with pain and heat. It was a spell made out of fire: not warm fire in a fireplace or even a raging forest fire, but hellfire. Every time she felt she would get accustomed to it another spark would hit, and she would try to flinch away all over again, but she could not move because of the first spell. The third spell was not hot but cold, but it was an unearthly level of cold that burned as much as the fire. It was larger and surrounded her completely, and overtime ...