A Newfound Flame

“Why give a sword speech, thought and will if you can’t move?” he asked.

The hilt quivered again with a womanly voice. “I am Hekka, elemental. My bodiless soul just empowers this prison.”

Kerb scowled. “That’s terrible. Can you be freed?”

Fire flared across the blade. “Oh, I like you!”

Copyright © by Jason H. Abbott, All Rights Reserved.

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