Prophecy of Three by Ashley McLeo

Author:Ashley McLeo [McLeo, Ashley]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781947245006
Publisher: Meraki Press
Published: 2017-05-02T04:00:00+00:00

The walk to the cottage felt like it took twice as long as the walk to the clearing. Lily, normally surefooted from years of trail running, stumbled at least a dozen times on the uneven forest floor. Evelyn and Sara were even worse off, stopping every few feet to catch their breath.

“I thought we’d never make it,” Evelyn sighed dramatically, tripping through the front door of Fern Cottage and sinking into the couch cushions.

“Clear the table,” Fiona said, as the caravan carrying Brigit entered behind them.

Curiosity trumped exhaustion and Lily followed the witches to the dining room.

“Aye, this will be good for you to watch,” Aoife said, a grim look on her face. “Our Fiona is the best healer in Ireland. It’s a true pity you’ll have to settle for me as a teacher most of the time.”

It was the first time Lily had looked at Brigit up close since the unbinding. Dried rivers of red ran from Brigit’s temples over her high cheekbones and down to her lips. Her body sported many small cuts and bruises surrounded by serious burns and raw, oozing skin. The aroma of metal and burned flesh clung to Brigit. Lily winced. She looks terrible, she thought, her hand reaching out instinctively.

Fiona’s eyes shot up and Lily pulled her hand back.

“Sorry. I didn’t mean—” Lily said, a faint flush creeping up her neck.

“Go on, touch her. It can’t hurt,” Fiona replied, her hands flying in and out of her medicine bag at lighting speed.

Lily hesitated. The thing was, she wasn’t sure she wanted to. She had no idea where this sudden compulsion to touch people was coming from. She’d always considered herself an introvert, fully comfortable around only a select few, none of whom were in Fern Cottage. It does feel natural, though, she thought, her hands hovering awkwardly in the air before coming to rest on Brigit’s shoulder.

She waited for what felt like hours before finally admitting Aoife had been right. It wasn’t going to work. The fact that her talent had failed her, even if she didn’t yet understand how it worked, left a bitter taste in her mouth.

“It’s alright. We’ll get Brig sorted out,” Gwenn said, patting Lily’s shoulder, her dark green eyes understanding.

God, I’m getting tired of people reading my mind.

“We’ll teach you how to guard against that soon enough. Right now it’s impossible for me not to hear you. Must be the stress of the unbinding. I’d wager even Mary can hear what you’re thinking loud and clear. Mar?”

Mary smiled sheepishly. “A bit.”

“And she’s shit at mind magic,” Gwenn said, throwing an apologetic glance at Mary.

“Can you hear the others now, too?”

“Sara’s locked up tight. Excellent mind-body connection, that one. Evelyn seems to have control over what we hear, though I doubt even she realizes it.”

Lily wrapped her arms around her waist.

“Did you see that, Fiona?” Gwenn asked, staring wide-eyed down at Brigit.

“Her arm. But I wasn’t sure, it was so small,” Fiona paused as if considering. “Goddess be . .

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