Resurrection by Zed Amadeo

Author:Zed Amadeo
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

While we were being served our evening meal, the bizarre sounds drifted in and out of audible range, which Alejandra continued to ignore. Feeling too uncomfortable to point them out or ask about them, I went along with the charade. Alejandra deflected my attention elsewhere when she pointed out a statue in the corner of that room that had not been there a day ago, a feminine figure permanently locked into a ballerina pose.

“Where did this come from?” I asked.

“It was a gift from a colleague,” she said. Maybe from a colleague like the warlock who had been having that mysterious conversation about “Greyson.”

“I did him a favor,” Alejandra said. “And in return, he gave me that. When you do good for others of our kind, they will often return the favor.”

“My purpose here is to build a community,” Alejandra said. “People come to me for help, and I assist them as best as I can. You too should have a purpose in your studies to guide you. I encourage you to think of one, but you should let the purpose come to you.”

I thought about my purpose for days afterward, crowding out the numbing thoughts that had permanently latched themselves onto my brain and meditated on it whenever I got the chance. My answer finally arrived midway through training in spell casting, which left me feeling increasingly exhausted at the end of each day. After a time, the fatigue, the studying, and the meditation swirled together to provide me with a new state of mind. I experienced a clarity that helped me to weed out my destructive thought patterns.

On the edge of sleep, I saw myself being beaten and violated all over again. And then I saw myself taking a backseat to everything else in my life, giving up on what few goals I used to have. All I had wanted to do was to lie in bed and retreat to a world where my daily pain did not exist. But why? Why had I become a bystander in my own life?

I could place the blame on those two men: Joe and Nameless. The damage they had done to me was irreparable. Almost everything that I had done since had been in response to the fear that they had forced into me. But why should I let them have the final say with what I did with my life? Shouldn’t they be the ones suffering for that night? I would no longer be the helpless one. It would be they who would cower in fear. I knew that I had found my purpose. My eyes opened from pre-sleep.

I was studying magic to become less helpless. The first step in that would be carrying out my own justice to those two men.

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