Blue Flame – Prologue
An ache penetrated my leg, worse than any cramp I’d had before. Nothing seemed familiar about this place, a wall of light surrounded me, something told me that it would hurt to touch. Shuffling towards the warm wall of light, I reached up nevertheless;
“Argh!” I pulled my hand away, the burn fizzling and healing in seconds.
Looking down on myself, the unfortunate situation dawned on me;
My sword, my dagger, and my hatchet were all protruding from different areas of my bloodied body. “Great.” I mumbled. Feeling no pain upon slight movement, I slowly pulled the hatchet from my thigh, the pain started and stopped almost simultaniously – the wound only slightly healing, and stopping more blood from leaving my body.
Standing, I proceeded to do the same wth my sword and dagger. Fully armed, if not completely and miraculously healed – I crashed the hatchet onto the wall of light that was imprisoning me, it flickered, but did not die down. I knew I could escape.
“Let’s do this.”
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Blue Flame
Lãng mạnMariska longs to be free - free of the prison she was born into and forced to conform to. She is one fraim (period of time like a year) away from being able to do as she pleases, but when the time comes, will she want to move on? Asher fell in love...
