Skittles: Magic for the win

16 1 0
                                    

Sparrow's pov

The second we had entered the room we broke down sobbing. Harlie, Harlie, Harlie. We had doubted her. We doubted what she could do.

After sobbing for roughly an hour she coughed. We all stared in shock. As she sat up with ease. What had happened.

"The magic in my blood healed me I simply appeared dead while healing," she murmured quietly.

Sky hugged her and we quickly joined. Our Harlie was alive. We held the hug for nearly twenty minutes to assure ourselves it was real.

She was alive.

She was far from gone.

She had not been lost.

I loved magic more then I ever had before at that moment.

We were all fine and that evil man was gone for good.

The sequelWhere stories live. Discover now