“What now?” Srina asked.
Minka and Srina exchanged glances. The stone hallway stretched out before them.
“It’s probably best we go forward,” Dakshana said. The girls set off. Dakshana kept her hands curled at her side. She couldn’t believe herself - she’d wielded rune magic, the magic that had hurt her as a child.
The magic that shamans had used to kill her parents.
Just now, however, it had felt - different. It hadn’t felt bad at all. It had felt like the first ray of warm sun after winter, the full moon on a winter night.
It had felt like bliss.
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