Skip Scherer - Author @skipscherer.com · Jun 30 The shadows hissed in his ear. "I told you he was angry, Kru. Yet you never listen. Look at you—so fierce in your arrogance, so pathetic in your resolve." "Who is this?" Kru spat through chattering teeth, his breath freezing in the air. "What did I do?" "Not what — but everything you begged for."
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Kru growled as the frost tore at his throat. “I beg for nothing!” The crushing weight of the ice piled over him, burying him alive. He lurched upward, shattering his frozen tomb in an explosion of crystals. The cloak whipped wildly around him, its fabric finding its own voice: “I am your magic.”