Snippet #1962780

"Listen here, brute, I know they are not fighting in the war because I am in the highest army and know every soldier that's ever lifted a sword." Sirona said angrily. "You may think what you want about me being a spy but I can assure you this much of the stone will fill the purpose." The part she has shimmered in her hand and flew up as dust, settling in her eyes which were merciful. "I'm dreadfully sorry for thieving from you but it's for my country, for my sister and her future! I will do everything in my power to keep her out of the militia!" Tears threatened to spill but Sirona's training in hiding emotions kept her stone-faced. "Do you want thousands of innocent kids to die?!" The forest outside was eerily silent as they stared each other down. "You kill me, you kill thousands of innocent people you murderer. Is that what you want? To hear their screams of terror as they learn what pain is? What fire is, that it's not just for comfort and warmth? I tell you this, if you kill me then you get a curse, you will be cursed to hear and see their tortures every time there is silence and whenever your eyes close." Sirona limps twitched up a bit at the thought of cursing him, but down again that everything he would hear and see would be real. "Is that a good reason?"