by R.E. Packer
Chapter 7
Maeve told me again about my parents’ names being found in her search, and of how my mother had a small amount of magic. She said it was complicated how she found out the information. She told me everything she knew and promised to help me find out more about them.
We sat outside, because being outdoors helped Gwendolyn’s magic. She took the sword from Maeve and walked over beside me. “Hold still Gordon,” she said placing a calming hand on my shoulder.
I looked around the yard, taking in the beauty of the landscaping. Then a pain so great I almost blacked out hit my chest. I looked down and saw 12 inches of sword sticking through my chest. I tried to suck in air and heard a gurgling in my throat. I saw something blood-streaked and shiny poking out of my shirt. I wanted to scream but it wasn’t able to do more than make a pitiful sucking sound. The last thing I saw was Marianna watching me. I was dying and she was just sitting there like she was hearing a timeshare lecture. I looked down and saw the runes in the sword had started to glow again. Then everything went black.
