The Screaming Sword
by Bill Fitts
The fireplace flames billowed up to form the outline of a man. “Who uses Sokhal’s Star to call me?” Beneath the broken furniture, Kenrad lay motionless. If he stood up, the man with the screaming sword would know that he still lived. But when the Warlock of Miron asks a question, he expects an answer. “It’s Kenrad, Uncle Stefan." His youthful voice cracked. "And that man killed Mother."