His name was called and he whirled around. He recognized her voice and a knot tightened in the pit of his stomach.
“No,” he denied, whispering, face paling.
He heard her call him again.
“No, you are dead,” he shouted. His skin rippled as her cold laugh rang through him.
Here she was. His one mistake that cost him so much. He messed up badly, costing the greatest in the land to die for him. He still felt the blade of guilt piercing him. He knew his weakness, power. She always knew and promised it.
“Be gone!” he shouted vehemently.
So good! Once again, I am stuck wanting more! Do you have more to this story?
ReplyDeletehaha thanks dear!
ReplyDeleteI do not... I kinda took what I saw from the Narnia movies.. and went inside Edmunds point of view.. :)
I could do a story off of this. but. :) I haven't. :)