For this foray into Six Sentence Sunday, I chose a scene from a fantasy work-in-progress, "The Godstone." This scene shows the awakening of the heroine's hidden gift and takes place in the midst of a pitched battle on a city's ramparts.
Her amulet wanted something--needed something. Tanwyn's eyes dropped shut. Brilliant lines of dancing light flashed against her closed lids, swirling into a whirlwind of harmony. Hardly aware of her body, she crawled forward, laid her hands against the sides of the wounded man's arrow-pierced flesh, and began to sing. White fire seared from her hands. The man moaned, but his breathing grew steady and the flow of blood stemmed.
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