Chapter Three
Mora continued to stroke David’s hair. She held him close staring at the waves down at the dock. She hummed a tune as he slept. Sounds of the Sidhe creatures awoke the night. Her hair moved with the wind. She sighed sensing his distress. Leprechauns moved back and forth through the meadow to watch for any thieves. Mora purred low, feeling David gradually waking up.
“Mora…” his voice croaked.
“Shh… I am here now.” She motioned for his head to lie in her lap.
David shook his head and moved back from her. “The banshee…” he swallowed hard then scowled pointing at her, “you’re the…”
“I am, David. I am one in the same,” she said quietly.
“Mora, you made me commit all those evil deeds,” he said miserably.
“David, you must listen to me. I did…” she said but then stopped.
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