Eight Days of Passion - Day Seven

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Sorry about the late posting. The kids had to have a bath this morning before we leave for church, and, well, anyone with kids knows that nothing goes according to plan. :)

Without further ado, here is today's excerpt:

The commander’s body hadn’t touched the ground when Conall saw MacNeil seize a crossbow. Before Conall could reach him, MacNeil had already shot the bow, and Conall watched the arrow find its mark. In dismay, he saw Glenna collapse.

Moira’s scream rent the air as Glenna fell. And suddenly his mother’s words that fateful day, when he was but seven and told the prophecy, came to mind. Every word of the prophecy screamed in his mind as he stared at Glenna’s fallen form.

The impact of the prophecy, even the part that he had forgotten, pounded heavily in his chest. He had been a fool to want to forget something that affected his life so thoroughly. If only he had remembered sooner, he thought.

Anger suffused him as he turned to MacNeil. “You’ve done enough damage in this lifetime. ‘Tis time your life ended,” he said and held the tip of his sword of MacNeil’s heart.

He heard Moira call his name, but revenge for all MacNeil had caused him rang loudly in his head. He shut out Moira’s voice and focused all of his anger and hate at the monster who had created it all.

“Conall, Glenna needs you,” Moira called once again.

Conall’s blood sang for vengeance, but his heart cried for Glenna. She had healed wounds he hadn’t even known he had had. And she needed him. He couldn’t deny her, yet he couldn’t allow MacNeil to live.

MacNeil laughed and came up on one elbow. “Seems you have a choice. Kill me or save Glenna. I wonder which one you’ll choose.”

Copyright 2006 Donna Grant

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