Short Story
Aedammair’s Choice by Val Tobin
Tangled bodies blocked Aedammair’s path through the gorge and almost made her turn around and run back to what remained of her home. She was less than a league from it, and it would be so easy to return. No one would notice.
No one would notice if she kept going, either, so she screwed up her courage and picked her way through the corpses of her friends and neighbours.
She couldn’t resist counting them. Seven. A lucky number, but not for these Alfar. Arrows protruded from the bodies. What broke her heart was that the killing arrows belonged to other Alfar—rebels wanting to wrest control of the state from the King to rule in his stead.
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