CHAPTER 159: GARRET'S POWER

CHAPTER 159

~3RD PERSON'S POV~

Have you heard about the blacksmith? A man whose hammering echoes again and again in the deepest, darkest part of Mystic Meadow. His eyes were red as blood, and his face was permanently etched with anger.

He is surrounded by darkness, hatred, pain, and a desire for revenge. The only light he sees every day is the light of the sparks that fly off the metal after each strike of his hammer.

These sparks are the only beautiful things he owns; these sparks keep him from going insane, and these sparks remind him that one day he'll come for those who hurt him.

“Hmm, scary. I wonder if this blacksmith guy actually does exist,” Gabriella said, staring at the book. She closed it up and placed it back on the shelf, then turned to leave the library.

She walked back through the door and through the passages to Steven’s office, then knocked the moment she arrived at the door.

“Come in; it's open,” Steven said with a rather cold tone. Gabriella noticed the difference