Chapter ONE - Weebly

tonight. In fact, the conjurer had managed to attack
Ethan with one spell while maintaining that image of
Anna. Ethan couldn’t have done that; he wouldn’t even
have known how to make the attempt.
“Then you’ll have to kill me,” Ethan said, stalling
now. “Because I won’t let you have Holin.”
Too often during these encounters with the girl,
Ethan allowed himself to think about the conjurer’s
power, and how weak he was by comparison. The time
had come to consider what he could do, not what he
couldn’t. He had tried a finding spell the second time he
saw the girl, and it had failed. But why did he need a
finding spell at all? Why not let an attack spell find the
conjurer for him?
He still had his knife in hand and now he held it up
for the girl to see. She gazed back at him, frowning in
confusion. As she watched, Ethan fitted the blade back
into its sheath, guiding it in with the other hand. But as
the knife slid in, he allowed it to cut the skin between his
thumb and forefinger.
Discuti! Shatter! The word echoed in his mind as
blood began to flow from the wound on his hand. Ex