Afterlife? No: -Aftershock!
The pain was nearly killing him. Stop. Wait a minute: It was not nearly
killing him. It was actually killing him. The wounds that hurt him so were
deadly. How could he have forgotten? Only a moment ago, he'd said his
goodbye to Aragorn, then, for a blessed short while, pain had eluded him.
Now it was back. Pain: Sharp, tearing through his body, impossible to
ignore. How he wished he'd loose consciousness again! But he just couldn't.
Then he heard the voices.
"Hey, it would be fun!" the voice was excited.
"And he deserves it, too." Another voice, this one was thoughtful.
"No harm in trying, I bet we'll have a great time watching!" That was the
first voice again.
"And he might benefit also. Let's see if living in a time where titles are
nearly worthless and swordplay is of no use may help him change to the
"Yippee! I thought you'd agree, but now I've actually heard you say so.!"
The voice took on an ecstatic note.
It was then that he abruptly lost consciousness again, or maybe it was
taken from him.
* * *
So: What do you think of my opening chapter? Should I carry on? Did it
tickle your curiosity? Tell me!