The Cost of Magic #25
Mar 14th, 2009 by Jack Lhasa
This is the 25th section of my novel. If you haven’t read the first 24, you might want to start here.
Delirium
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When Minus opened his eyes again, it was raining hard and he was soaking wet.
He heard a voice say, “You’re almost there, boy.”
When he looking around he could find no trace of the All-Father or the ravens. Or anyone else for that matter.
The rain made his arms sting. He lifted one arm, and then the other, up to see them. The scarred Runes that Odin had made several days before were completely healed, aside from the glowing pattern. But new marks had appeared below those. They were fresh, and bloody. They ached at the rain’s down pour.
Minus hadn’t had any food or drink for several days, so he took this opportunity to drink as much of the rain as he could. It was clean and tasted very well.
He heard hysterical laughter that seemed very far off. It was getting closer and louder. Then, as the laughter was so close and so loud, he realized it was his own.
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Jack
I Listen.
The Cost of Magic
Section #25
Delirium
