Remember, November by Cameron Darrow

Author:Cameron Darrow [Darrow, Cameron]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fantasy
Published: 2018-01-12T07:00:00+00:00

Lights flashed in the dark, the smell of burning hair and dust swirled with the air, and the carpet was dark with sweat and a splash of blood, blood that until a moment ago, had been in Millie's nose.

Ringing the sweat and blood were flat spots where the furniture used to be, all moved out to make space in Millie's workroom for a new focus on physicality, at Niamh's suggestion. The Irish witch had proved deceptively strong when they'd manhandled the desk through the door, and now Millie was learning it wasn't just strength she'd been hiding.

"Again!" Niamh shouted, and lunged, her fist a ball of white fire.

Millie ducked under the punch and dove to her right, but the sharp sizzle from somewhere above her told her she wasn't fast enough. Ignoring how much of her hair she was now breathing, Millie's hand shot up towards Niamh's exposed wrist, but the older witch was either too fast, or had seen it coming.

With Niamh, Millie was learning, it was probably both.

Her reward was an elbow in the side of the head, and she crumpled to the ground in a heap.

"Better. If I were normal, you would have had me," Niamh said, and extended her hand down. "What would you have done with my wrist if you'd caught it?"

"I wasn't trying to catch it," Millie said, letting herself get hauled back to her feet. "If I was you, and you thrust a knife in my face, I'm going to cut it off."

"Very good," Niamh said.

"Really?"

"Millie, a knife in the face is intent to kill. Taking only their hand is a mercy."

"You're a different kind of witch, Niamh."

"Yes, I am. It's one of the other reasons I've only now been allowed into Selene's little club," she said, rubbing her brow with the back of her arm. "I'm a little too pragmatic for some."

"You mean violent?"

Niamh gave her a level, flat gaze."Only when I need to be. I don't go around starting fights just because I can win them, but if a fight finds me, I want no doubt about the outcome." Niamh regarded Millie a further moment, as if she was unsure she wanted to continue, but decided she must. "Even if that means you have to kill."

Until this week, she had thought that was the whole reason any of them were there. Now that she knew more of the truth, she hoped the witch in front of her might be able to dole out a little more."Have you ever killed anyone?"

"Do you want to know the real answer?" Niamh asked as her witchblade winked out.

"Of course I do."

"No, the real answer. The answer that could portend your future."

"If you're shaping my Manifest, I think I deserve the answer."

Niamh nodded, but soon began to pace over the stains of sweat and blood. "Did Selene ever tell you how she got her scars?"

Millie shuddered and swallowed against the wordless noise that wanted to jump out of her throat at the embarrassment she still felt

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