Page 7 of Total Lunar Eclipse

Kane’s essence!

The little flecks slowly start to spread apart and float away and I go into panic mode. No one gave me any info about essence care. . . I mean, really, no one gave me any info at all. . . in general. . . I’m operating on pure guesswork. . .

Do I put it in a container?

Do I need to manifest a special type of container or will any ol’ Tupperware work?

Can essence even be contained?!

Realizing I am wasting precious time arguing with myself, I leap forward and on pure instinct, take a deep breath, siphoning in the glittering particles.

I steadily draw in the more and more of Kane’s essence with every inhale, until I have consumed it completely.

My mind blanks at this realization. . .

I. Just. Ate. Kane.

IjustfuckingateKane!

Gagging, I slam to my knees and try regurgitating him back out. . .

Five minutes later and my dry heaving has done nothing but cramp my stomach. I roll into a ball and hug my aching midsection, trying not to bawl like a baby.

Oh god. . .does this mean I’m going to shit out Kane now?!

Am I going to be like a kid who swallowed their tooth and have to check my crap every time?!

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

I raise my hands with the intention of making a portal andone just appears. Justpop,here ya gostyle. What’s more, I immediately know it is for the eighth realm, and I canfeelCaed there. Kane’s expansion powers make it almost like a map to Caed’s location through our soul bond. I reach my arm in through the hole and fish the man-god right out.

The look on his face would be comical if I weren’t so out of sorts.

“Zahra?! How the hell-”

“Kane’s gone!” I interrupt. “He stole Lina’s luminary power and gave it to me andalso all of his powers. AND THEN I ATE HIM!” I wail.

“Zahra, I don’t-” Caed starts, but again, I cut him off.

“Quick! We need a container for me to shit in!”

“Zahra-” he tries.

“But don’t watch! We’re not at the level in our relationship. . . I mean, do people actually get to that level?! Did my mom watch my dad-”

“ZAHRA!”

I startle at Caed’s shout.

“What?!”

“Would you please calm the fuck down!”

Did this ass-salad just ask me to calm down?!

“Yeah, I did,” he says, reading my thoughts.

Well read this, you fuckstick-