Literary Luminary

"I cant think. Can barely breathe. Overhead, the sky roils gray and black. We sat here and counted clouds in the blue. Blue as my mother's silk dress. Blue as a promise. A hope. She came back for me. I cant leave her to this.
Those black swirling orbs lean closer. The smell of rot fills my nostrils. Tears sting at my eyes. I have nothing left but that hope and a whisper.
"Mother...I forgive you."
The grip loosens. The things eyes widen. The hideous mouth opens. Its power shrinks. "No!"
I feel my strength returning. I voice grows, the words take on a life of their own. "I forgive you, Mother. I forgive you, Mary Dowd."
The creature writhes and screams. I roll from is grasp. It is losing the fight, diminishing. It howls at me in pain, but I don't stop. I repeat it like a mantra as I grab a rock and smash the first rune. It crumbles in a shower of crystal rain, and I smash the second.
"Stop! What are you doing?" it shrieks.
I smash the third and fourth runes. For a moment, the thing changes shape, becomes my mother, and weak on a patch of straw like grass.
"Gemma, please stop. You're killing me."
I hesitate. She turns her face to me, soft and tear stained.
"Gemma, it is me. It's Mother.:
"No. My mother is dead."
I smash the fifth rune, falling back against the hard earth. With a great gasp, the things loses its grip on my mothers spirit. It shrinks in on itself, becomes a thin column of twisting moans, until it is sucked up into the sky and all is silent.
I lie still.
"Mother?" I say. I'm not really expecting an answer, and I don't get one. She's truly gone now. I am alone. And somehow, this is as it should be." page 392-393

• Do you think it was hard for Gemma to destroy the creature? Because even though it was evil, her mom would be out of her life forever...