The world swayed, and then went black.
When Dakshana awoke, her hand burned with fierce pain, as if the wound was infected. She coughed. Her house was filled with smoke. She tried to scream - her house was on fire! But then she realized it was heavier smoke than fire, as if someone were burning herbs. Spices.
A holy fire. The damned elders were cleansing her.
Dakshana struggled to sit up, and two people immediately leapt on her, pressed her back down. Srina and Minka. Traitors. Dakshana thrashed.
“She is possessed by demon spirits!” one of the elders cried.
Dakshana shrieked.
2 comments:
This is getting interesting!
It always has been! I can't wait for more Master. I need them.
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