Chapter 38

“I am not afraid.” Neivayka's voice flowed out, riding on the winds. “I will not hide from my enemies any longer. I will not run. I am the wind; I am the thunder; I am the lightning that strikes from the skies. They have no hold on me.”

She was singing, she was speaking. She couldn’t distinguish between the two. All she knew was the sound coming out of her mouth was her voice yet amplified. Those who heard it shivered in fear and fell before her. Suddenly, Neivayka was no longer in control. She was watching herself from what seemed like a distance, like watching a movie that she stared in.

-Yes- whispered a dark voice in her head. -They are mine! My people, my slaves. I will bend them to my will and break them as I please. -

-What is that? - Neivayka asked silently, finding a dark spot deep inside of her. Something was speaking from the depth, and whatever it was had control of her for the moment.