Chapter 5
what did you do to him you old hag.
" Kasim ", I call out to him but get no response. xel grabs my hand and tries to calm me down. just so you know it's never a good idea to yell at a witch.
the shaman looks at me, her eyes dead and lifeless, her lips are chapped, her fingernails are long and unkept, and to top it all off she smells like a combination of wet dog and old age.
she raises her hand towards me signaling that i come closer.
xel assures me nothing will happen as long as he is with me, and though I want to believe him, I'm not sure I can bring myself to trust a shaman.
" closer " she says. so I lean in.
" don't make me repeat myself, child "
so I lean in some more and then she grabs my broken arm and pulls it, and God help me the pain is so intense I scream as mu
