Far Horizons: Tales of Sci-Fi, Fantasy and Horror. Issue #21 December 2015 | Page 43

Otalian realized that Margo thought her mind
was being read. “Oh I can hear your thoughts. It’s a
side effect, this being your body and all.”
mean.”

“What will become of us? The separate us, I

“We should be able to hear each other’s
thoughts, know each other’s experiences like we know
ourselves,” Otalian’s lips weren’t moving anymore.
“On the outside, an amalgamation of the two of us
will take over. That is what The Huntress is.” Their
body was blurring before Margo’s eyes.

Margo stopped for a moment to imagine what
an amalgamation like that would look like, but she
didn’t have time to. Memories of a world flooded her
mind. The flashes from her revival, now coherent,
flowed in her. A world with demons and primitive
humans. Battles that threatened to tear the dimension
apart. Otalian being the reason for the everlasting
battle between witches and demons. Different witches
sacrificing themselves for both good and bad reasons.
Margo’s instinct was to fight the overwhelming force
that was pulling her downwards until her very being
was mixed with the deity, like someone poured them
into a drink mixer and shook.

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