If I could’ve wished myself away, I daresay I would have.
“Your highness, your majesties, I’m flattered. Truly I am, but I don’t think I’ve made myself clear, you see, I don’t use my powers anymore.” I pushed back one sleeve to show the tattooed mark on my left wrist. “I can’t use them…because I don’t have them.”
Quiet gasps rose up from the courts. “I told you this wasn’t a good idea!” Princess Gwendelia rose from her chair and swept to the doors. Her piercing gaze zeroed in on her brother. “The next time you propose to waste the court’s time, think again, brother!”
Prince Leon’s blush was mirrored on my cheeks as I mumbled polite phrases and stole away to my chambers.
The Prince and I had been very good friends. I wanted to help him so badly. But there wasn’t anything I could do.
It’s no use fussing over what I can’t help. I shook my head to clear it and reported to the archery fields for practice. After my superpowers had left, I’d taken up arching as a hobby.
When you’re used to throwing flames from your fingers, it’s hard to be ‘normal’ again. It’s harder when you know that the one, who took them away, is the same one threatening the kingdom.
I don’t want to fight anymore. I’m tired of it. I’m fed up already with the arguments that women can’t be in combat, I’m living proof.
Our enemy is Dremlack. He’s the only holder of the most powerful dark energy known to our people. He captured me to take my energy and turn it black. And so I wouldn’t forget, he marked me with angry black scrolls around my wrist.
A great shout goes up from the castle walls. It seems Dremlack has returned to torture us with his dark presence.
I begin to run to the castle, but things happen faster than I want them to. Flames engulf the towers as stones rain down from the stormy skies.
My feet refuse to move as my world is overrun by darkness.
How dare he? How dare he ruin all that I have spent my life struggling for?
Something is welling up inside of me and I don’t want to understand it. Pain erupts in my veins coursing through my hands to emerge as white fire.
The black scrolls are erased as my energies return to me. In one powerful blast of freedom, I will myself to right this wrong.
Dear God, please, take me.
Copyright 2008
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