Page 57 of Total Lunar Eclipse

Vodka, maybe?

Whiskey?

Rum?

I don’t drink, so I don’t know the proper saying, but you guys get the gist, right?

She slips down easier than a load to the back of the throat.

How’s that for an analogy?

Pretty damn classy, huh.

Edgar calls my name again.

What does the horse-man want?

It’s not until I look up to address Edgar that I realize Lina might have slipped a littletooeasily down my throat. Because she’s gone and only her essence is left.

Fuckmylife.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh! Shit! Edgar, do something!” I command the stunned centaur.

I don’t wait for Edgar to respond; I just slurp up Moon’s particle remains like a creeper.

Once the totality of Lina’s essence settles inside of me, I feel myself expand outward. I’m like Jafar at the end of Aladdin; I have infinite cosmic powers, but without the itty-bitty living space! I’m pure Luminary power, coupled with every other flavor of Major energy. I let myself become one with the fabric of time and space.

I am limitless.

I am all-powerful.

I am the Universe!

An amused chuckle fills my head.

“You are not me,child,” the voice echoes through my brain.

“Come again?” I ask telepathically, as I lack a physical mouth.

“Iam the Universe,” the sexless voice responds.

“Oh, apologies. I’m Zahra, nice to meet you.”

Another chuckle.

“I didn’t mean to. . . to, ah,eatMoon. I was just trying to get a little pick me and-”

“I know,my child,” the voice cuts me off. “But what do you plan on doing now?”

As I float in the infinite abyss, I ponder this question.

“Khal, I mean Saturn, mentioned that if I killed Moon, I could bring back the others.”

“Yes, her life for those she ingested.”

“So my life for all of my guys’?” I ask.

“Yes, and Moon’s, too.”