"Aerin," came a voice form very far away, and then she no longer had feet, or ears either.
AERIN.
Her lungs were on fire like a swimmer's too far underwater, and she clawed her way toward the surface, and toward the voice that still called her name; and it seemed that her face broke the surface of the water which held her, for a moment she lay gasping. The voice again.
AERIN.
She opened her eyes, and she was not on the shores of a silver lake, though a tall man stood before her, calling her name, and offering her a goblet. "Drink," he said.
THE HERO AND THE CROWN Page 140
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