Gar’dumor’s Truth (A Drabble Series, Part 13)

“You attacked me.” The words fall from her lips like hot ash upon the sea. “I had to shield myself from the gems. Y–you shot them everywhere, Gar’dumor. Everywhere. Like you were trying to break the island apart. I–”

I move to comfort her, but she kicks away, lingers just beyond my reach.

“No.”

I don’t know what to say.

“Can you get us out of here?”

I notice, then—no screams. Just their familiar sweet sounds.

The gems provide the way.

Can I trust them?

She eyes me, like I’m a coiled serpent, fanged and about to snap.

“I can.”