Sand Women IV- Sword of Lyfae
The wind stopped blowing quite so strongly and my robe lay still. In the wall of sand I could see the vague shapes of other Sand Women moving around.
“The Staff of Tyme,â? She said slowly, “And just how did you manage that?â?
“I think you will find that your cousin Lyfae, protector of the Staff, is missing her Sword,â? I said, pulling back my cloak to reveal an ornate curved sheath and sword, a Sand Women Sword.
Her sand came together again in her form as she looked at the sword. Sand Women’s faces rarely show emotion, but on her face was a look of outrage, “You stole my cousin’s Sword?â?
“And of course, since I held her Sword, there was little she could do but hand over the staff.â?
“How long as she been without it?â? I did not answer. Immediately and she grew frantic, “How long?! How long has she unwillingly been without it?!â?
“I… I don’t know, about a month.â?
She sank to her knees and said heavily, “She is dead then.â?
I stared at her in shock as a silent tear ran down her cheek.