The Holly King by Mark Stay EPUB & PDF

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• Author: Mark Stay
• Language: English
• Genre: Historical Fantasy
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DREAM A LITTLE DREAM
Faye knew she was dreaming because she was in the woods. Despite the foggy
night, she was wearing nothing but her blue-and-white-striped jim-jams and the
uy pink slippers she got last Christmas.
Faye knew she was dreaming because somewhere unseen in the depths of the
wood a gramophone was playing ‘I’ll See You in My Dreams’, the singer’s
heartbroken voice drifting between the trees.
Faye Bright knew she was dreaming because she was oating just a few inches
above the ground.
At least, she hoped it was a dream, otherwise she’d clearly gone completely
doolally.

Faye had learned to y quite recently – and she was a dab hand at it, thank
you very much – but oating this close to the ground was just showing o, and
she wasn’t the sort to go drifting about when she was in possession of two
perfectly good legs. This was denitely, most assuredly, a dream.
The singer continued to pine about tender eyes shining and lighting the way.
This was the third night in a row that she’d had this same dream, though it
always stopped too soon.
The fog was starting to clear, and Faye found herself on the path to the
hollow oak at the centre of the wood. The bitter-cold air nipped at the skin
between her slippers and pyjama legs. The tip of her nose was numb and her eyes
were streaming. Faye wondered if she should be able to feel the cold so vividly in
a dream.

Snowakes began to tumble silently through the empty trees. As the fog
melted away, it revealed a blanket of snow a foot deep covering the whole wood,
though this December had been damp and grey, with not so much as a drop of
sleet, let alone snow.
The snow made everything bright. The light of the moon reected o every
ake, and Faye could nd her way easily.
A heavy rustling and scraping ltered through the trees. The sound of
something being dragged across the ground, accompanied by a constant groan.
Someone in pain.

Faye leaned forward, heart racing as she oated faster through the wood,
picking up the pace to nd the source of the noise. Every night for the last three
nights she had done the same. She couldn’t help herself. She had to know.
Somewhere in the wood the gramophone got stuck, and the words I’ll see
you… I’ll see you… I’ll see you… repeated over and over.
A new sound of exhausted hung and pung dared Faye to come closer. She
took the dare, weaving through the trees. Up ahead, a gure was dragging what
looked like a stretcher along the path, silhouetted against the bright snow. There
was a body on the stretcher, held in place by leather straps. The gure pulling it
wore a winter coat with a fur-lined hood.

I’ll see you… I’ll see you…
The groans came from the person on the stretcher. A young woman with
light brown skin and long black hair that tumbled away in shiny waves, she
grimaced in agony with every bump on the path.
‘I’m hurtin’ real bad,’ the girl on the stretcher hissed through gritted teeth.

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