Gus wasn’t happy. “Are you stupid? Just telling that random woman that you’re a healer?” “I think she’d understand my situation, being a healer herself.” And if nothing else, I trusted priest Miurian to not let her in if he thought she’d go around turning me into the crown. “Where the hell do you get … Continue reading Raising a Hero–chapter 44
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Raising a Hero–chapter 43
A cordial atmosphere settled in on the room, pushing out the sour tension like a cool breeze blowing out a heavy smell. Gus and I were happy to listen while the nobleman and the older healer talked with occasional inserts from the knight. The cheese was hard and sharp, but I was hungry enough to … Continue reading Raising a Hero–chapter 43
Raising a Hero–chapter 42
…Ah. So this is why people lost their minds around celebrities. Or why that one dude started a war over Helen of Troy. Or…well, lots of stuff. I mean, my goodness. “There’s always next time,” said Gus firmly. Oh yeah, people were talking. I could feel the faint squiggles of his magic poking around where … Continue reading Raising a Hero–chapter 42
Angels in the First Section
The pain started in my back half-way through sixth period on a Wednesday: orchestra class. At first I thought it was just the usual pains that come from sitting ramrod straight in my chair with my arms holding up a violin for an hour. But as the pain started making me wince and my bow … Continue reading Angels in the First Section
Raising a Hero–chapter 41
The first thing I did was set up the priest’s bed so that my patient would be comfortable. Miurian’s living quarters were a simple one bedroom with a closet holding a magically plumbed toilet and sink (queue instant jealousy on my part). The toilet was as extravagant as it got, though, as everything else was … Continue reading Raising a Hero–chapter 41
Raising a Hero–Chapter 40
The moment my magic pushed past the barrier of his skin I instantly understood what he meant by bone. Jagged webs, branches, and sticks of wayward bone growths lined the surface of his bones, stabbing and crowding into the surrounding tissues, even taking up the place of some in the less mobile sections of his … Continue reading Raising a Hero–Chapter 40
Raising a Hero–chapter 38
In the days before our meeting at the temple, Gus let me practice my magic on him. We were even able to do it in the open, on the cool floor of the cellar, which Hal had opened for me since another late season heat wave was passing through and it was time for him … Continue reading Raising a Hero–chapter 38
I Am a Horrible Person
I am a horrible person. A 600 pound woman, with flesh hanging like veils past her limbs, gave birth to a 40 pound baby not too long ago. And all I could wonder was how it had gotten there in the first place. ...You're probably a horrible person too.
Raising a Hero–chapter 39
On the plus side, I learned about temple oaths. Learn something new about this world every day. And I even got to see these various bits of metal when Priest Miurian met us at the temple door and walked us up the stairs to the second floor and through a golden door. It was a … Continue reading Raising a Hero–chapter 39
Raising a Hero–chapter 37
I had known dark magic was essentially treated like devil’s magic. From what Gus had told me and what little I heard (no one talked about dark magic if they didn’t have to), many liked to pretend it didn’t exist, even while not denying that it did. Because of that, I’d never actually seen what … Continue reading Raising a Hero–chapter 37
Author T.S. Lowe 