After War Storm

Mare

Maven stands above him who is kneeling on the ground wearing an exact match to the silent stone manacles that still torment me.

I stare up at Maven, wearing his crown, as he smiles at me. I don't smile back. The fire in his hand grows as his smile widens and he turns to him.

I try to stand, but I can't. I try to move, but I'm stuck. I call for my lightening, but it doesn't come.

I stare down at my wrists to see the manacles. I begin to panic. He looks at me and smiles weakly. "It will be okay," he whispers. It won't, I know it won't.

The fire swirls around the room, illuminating the dark space. There is nothing there, nothing but us. The three of us in this dark, empty room, down in the depths of the castle the three of us once inhabited, even if only for a short time.

Then, the fire turns to him. How ironic to be killed by the very thing that gives you power and protection. I'm helpless as I watch it happen. Maven is slow. He tortures him, which tortures me.

All I can do is scream, and I do. I scream and I scream. I can't do anything but still I reach for him. I scream his name: "Cal!"

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In hindsight, this was not the best first chapter. It's short and a dream but please don't give up yet, the story does get a lot better lol.