The Heretic: ACT III

...The one that ties all the others together...

"The landscape warped again, Kairos caught it this time, like a distorted mirrored image.

Cold tingles electrify his body suddenly recognizing a ghostly presence.

His horse began rearing.

The volunteer still held his knife to the wretch's throat.

"Wait," Kairos told him.

The volunteer pulled back his knife and kicked the wretch to the ground.

Kairos surveyed the tree line, not at eye level but the branches behind the leaves.

The wretch smiled, his crazy eyes followed Kairos.

"You've seen her before."

Kairos thinking he should've let the volunteer kill him.

The smell of ink in the air, he flashed back to the battle and the same woods snow covered.

He'd seen now then, and vice versa.

He pulled in his breath to keep his eyes from watering as his blood boiled.

He heard her say.

"Look at you,"

His body acknowledged no reaction, but he could not stay on horseback and dismounted.

He looked at the wretch.

"What is this?" He demanded.

Snow fall hit his cheek. He looked up at it falling all around. He looked back everyone was gone and the ground was covered.

A penetrating mesmerization.

She said

"Look at you"

(not a light read, expansive, expressive)

#Fantasy, #Horror, #Time Travel, #paranormal, #Mythic

This is a work of fiction, the product of the author's imagination used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
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