Long Ago and Far Away: Six Fantasy Novels Inspired by Fairy Tales, Myths, Legends, Folklore, & Magic by unknow

Author:unknow
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: Dark Valentine Press
Published: 2020-08-16T00:00:00+00:00

Brennon dipped a strip of cloth into the hot water, wringing out a good deal of moisture before turning back toward the young woman. Carefully, he pulled back the blankets, so the skin around the arrow was exposed. Clotted blood and some dirt surrounded the entry point, but at least the blood flow had subsided.

Not for long, he thought grimly, as he gently ran the wet fabric around the injured area, removing the grime and gore. It didn’t take much time to clean the wound, and now, Brenn found himself reluctant to go on.

The longer you wait, the greater the chance for infection, he reminded himself sternly. Taking a deep breath, Brennon gripped the shaft of the arrow close to the skin. He thanked the gods and goddesses that the arrows he used didn’t have barbed points. He clenched his teeth and with one, swift yank, pulled the arrow free from the young woman’s shoulder.

Immediately, the room filled with a burst of glamour so bright, it left Brenn temporarily blinded. A force like a strong wind slammed into him, and the dogs outside howled in dismay, drowning out the girl’s screech of anguish.

As soon as his senses returned, Brenn pressed a hand to his head and croaked, “Rori! Rori are you alright?”

He’d been thrown against the opposite wall, his head and shoulder smarting where they’d collided with the stone and wood.

“Fine,” his nephew squeaked from beneath the table where he’d retreated only minutes earlier. “What happened?”

“The girl has some very potent glamour.”

Brennon coughed and dragged himself to his feet, not realizing how hard his heart was pounding until he remembered to breathe again. The arrow was still clutched in his hand, and when he looked down at it he was reminded of where it had been. Disgusted with himself, he strode over to the fire on somewhat shaky legs and threw the bolt in, glad to be rid of it, then turned back to his patient.

Once again, she lay still on the bed, fresh, scarlet blood welling up from the hole in her shoulder.

“Rori, we need the healing herbs and some ointment. Do you know where they are?”

His nephew nodded and scurried off down the hallway in search of the storage pantry. As soon as Rori was gone, Brennon turned back toward the young woman, now resting motionless beneath the blankets. That had been quite a burst of glamour, stronger than any he had ever felt in his handful of years living in Eilé. When he had gotten over the initial shock of it and gave it some serious thought, he wasn’t actually all that surprised. The girl had transformed from a doe before his very eyes, after all. Yet, he was still puzzled. Only the Morrigan and some of her top advisors had given off stronger magic. A shockwave of icy dread coursed through Brenn at the very thought of the war goddess, and he quickly dashed those thoughts from his mind. It was futile, he knew, for there was no denying her existence in this world, especially around this time of year.

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