28. Voices

“I was around the last time Ithari chose a host…and I know for a fact that you’re not the only one using that body."

When the Gem awakens to call a Hero, the world is ill prepared...and its fate is placed in the hands of a 17 year old boy, named Wendell. 

Some will say this is nothing but a tale of fiction.
Let them think as they may. 

After all...I can't fix stupid.

Previously: Wendell makes it to Til-Thorin safely, is reunited with his companions…including the girl of his dreams.

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Hearing voices doesn’t mean you’re crazy.
…but it’s not always wise to answer the voices back.

“YOU!” I blurted with a gasp.

Lili hadn’t even reached the group before I pushed past Chuck, Alhannah and Lady Tamorah to confront her.

She didn’t look much younger than me. Her hair bounced with each step, cascading curls that framed her face perfectly. Her eyes were deep and dark, holding a fierce intensity that drew you in. Her lips were full and inviting, curving into a sly smile that hinted at secrets and…

Okay…she was seriously pretty.

She was still wearing the gray fur vest she had on when I’d first seen her in the Black Market. She even had the large pouch slung across her shoulder and chest — like in the dream.

She had a buckler strapped to her forearm and held a club in her other hand.

The closer I got to her, the higher the club rose.