Chapter 38 Mages & Madams

• The mage lifted through the water. His long hair draping his face and over his shoulders as his watery frame lifted from the water.
• Brown and clear water rolled down over him, completely outlining his shimmering frame. He swung his arms and created a strange whirlwind which created a dust storm from the dirt around us, sweeping it up between the Feral Fey and I in a way I could escape them.
• “Come to me, Spark. I will tend you, keep you! Come to me!” He pleaded. Reaching out toward me.