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Luck, I think.
#WritcoStoryPrompt23
The gold coins fell out of the velvet purse as soon as he pulled at its string. Glittering eyes stared at the precious bounty in shock. His luck had finally turned! He could stop his life of thievery on the road and lead a respectable life.
“Help, help me…” the faint whisper belonged to the woman he thought he had murdered. Their eyes held. “Wha..what’s happened? Where am I? Who are you?” Just as he reached for the dagger, she whispered in fright, “Who am I?" The man decided not to kill this woman after all. Her memory was impaired! The man put the gold into the sack and tightened the strings to close it. He took the rag off the woman's head; it was dry. Her lump reduced in size. The man fetched another rag from the closet. He went to the water pump and wet it. The man wrung it out and placed it on the woman's head. He summoned fairies to watch the woman and make sure she didn't get up and wander. Fairies appeared; they tended to her. The man went to the market. For once, he didn't steal. He used the gold he found to pay the venders what he owed them. The man bought wares and came home to his abandoned tower. The fairies were helping the woman sit up. The man forgot fairies could grow as large as humans if they needed to. Fairies watched as as the woman put the spoon to her mouth. She hadn't spilled soup on herself so far. The woman finished her soup and drank her wine. The man was a spell caster, but he...
The gold coins fell out of the velvet purse as soon as he pulled at its string. Glittering eyes stared at the precious bounty in shock. His luck had finally turned! He could stop his life of thievery on the road and lead a respectable life.
“Help, help me…” the faint whisper belonged to the woman he thought he had murdered. Their eyes held. “Wha..what’s happened? Where am I? Who are you?” Just as he reached for the dagger, she whispered in fright, “Who am I?" The man decided not to kill this woman after all. Her memory was impaired! The man put the gold into the sack and tightened the strings to close it. He took the rag off the woman's head; it was dry. Her lump reduced in size. The man fetched another rag from the closet. He went to the water pump and wet it. The man wrung it out and placed it on the woman's head. He summoned fairies to watch the woman and make sure she didn't get up and wander. Fairies appeared; they tended to her. The man went to the market. For once, he didn't steal. He used the gold he found to pay the venders what he owed them. The man bought wares and came home to his abandoned tower. The fairies were helping the woman sit up. The man forgot fairies could grow as large as humans if they needed to. Fairies watched as as the woman put the spoon to her mouth. She hadn't spilled soup on herself so far. The woman finished her soup and drank her wine. The man was a spell caster, but he...
