Chapter 64

• [Carnelia]
• Eyes closed, I rock back and forth. I am alone. I must have fallen asleep because I am now lying naked on top of the bed Primus and I shared the night before. The cool fabric feels soothing against my fevered flesh because I am not just warm, I am hot. Every part of me, both big and small, feels like it is on fire, but also I am the fire, the flame, electric heat in my blood, my skin, my muscles.
• One moment I’m with Primus, content, and the next I am thrown into pain more intense than burning myself with oil in not just one place but all over my body. Human flesh is not designed to hold such fire. I cannot imagine any flesh of any type is designed for this heat. My body is struggling to remain contained and solid, while something inside of me is fighting to burn free.