Dema Don't Control

"Come with me this time," he offered pleadingly.

"Clancy y-you know I can't." A burning pain shot up my side, causing me to stumble. A choked cry fell from my lips.

Just as the world finally came back into focus, my vision blurred again, colored spots filling it. "Maevyn!" Arms wrapped around my waist, steadying me. "Maevyn, stay with me." My name on his lips was the last thing I heard before my senses gave up.