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This six is from my fantasy WIP Mind Crafter.
In this scene, the protagonist, a type of crafter (mage) specializing in mind magic is about to be interrogated telepathically by her superior about a massacre she witnessed. Here we see just why this type of mind magic isn't casually used as he begins to probe her thoughts:
The small tap grew into the prick of a needle. Shala quashed her defenses and instead concentrated on the Cleanser incident. Again, the bodies, the wailing, and the blood filled her mind. The prick of the needle became the throb of a dull ache. A long moment later, the pain coalesced into a ball of fire. Her breathing quickened and she dug her nails into her palms.
3 comments:
Ouch, that had me digging my nails into my palm too.
Great description. I like how you showed how the pain grew.
Ouch! really good descriptions.
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