The Perilous Mission

As we’re going down the mountain, I suddenly spot Hellen on one of the sleds.

“Hellen!” I shouted.

She turns to me and waves.

“Why is she here?” I said to Odin.

Odin sighs, “She insisted on going.”

“We don’t know if we’re going to run into danger! You know that!”

Odin shakes his head, “I can’t control what she does.”

I look ahead as we level out and get on the road.

We were going faster than a carriage so we could be there in an hour or so.

I look up at the dark clouds rumbling above us.

“This is Dark Artifact’s doing,” says Aamon’s voice in my head.

“You can talk back to me now?” I thought back.

“Don’t worry I won't be annoying like last time. I’ll just be around to lend advice.”

“Alright then answer this. Why can I use my magic?”

Aamon thinks for a second, “Remember how I said your magic is special. I really mean it.”

“How special are we talking about?”

“Ever wondered how you had starry eyes? Let me ask you this? When were you born again?”