I really love those incantations! Calling the growth to follow the water he trickled down the outside wall, the prison crumbling, his floating out to the unicorn and his true love on pillows of magical air. I adore this story.
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awww thanks again. It is honestly comments like this and the thought that their are people who genuinely like my stories here that keeps me writing on steem!
I loved that scene with the roots as well. Again, it just came to me unplanned as I was writing, and I was thinking how does he escape. it wasn't really until that point that I decided he was going to unleash some serious wrath of the god's natural forces.
I liked the way it turned out and my only self criticism is that I would have liked to spend an hour or two more filling the story out with some really gruesome battle scenes as they escaped the city.
Unfortunately, when I was writing it I didn't have an extra hour to spare to get it perfect :(
My question is why did he not work some of his magic instead of dropping his weapon? Does he get his weapon back? Maybe the old man could have rescued it somehow, and that's how he got all beat up.
I answered my first question by thinking that his love had to activate her magic for him to be able to activate his. Working together they could not be stopped, but he alone is powerless. something like that.