Whoever did this to our own was ing for us all.A pretty young half-elf, on the surface affable and clever, Zephyr hardly seems the rugged adventurer type. We only knew a few through oral tradition.Īnother feeling of premonition hit me. This was for many reasons that only the ancestors knew. She went by many names, Hecate, Hekate, all kinds of names but we mainly called her Mother. Mater, semine eius perdidit et dabo eis locus in domos. " Operiet nos ignominia matris sanguinem. We all closed our eyes and began our chant, our prayer. The warmth of our combining magic heated the room. Marcus created a wind that blew off all the candles at once. Death was taken seriously among witches for the death of a witch meant the possible death of a coven. ![]() Our backs were to each other as we formed the circle of protection. He pulled the lever on the wall and the floor in the middle split apart allowing the passage of a large round wooden table. Maybe I had to remind her that it was a bad idea to mess with me especially before I have my morning glass. Let me prepare her." It was always the same argument. Xolem Ignim is dying.Can't you see that? There's three of us left. "It's just us left.and your granddaughter," stated Agatha. Marcus and Agatha, I noted, were the only ones there. All around the dome-shaped room candles lit giving it light. Dark, earthy, cool, this was definitely the place. That was a while back even for someone who is semi-immortal. I'd taught her this trick back when we were young, really young. Teleportation of an object miles away from yourself to appear where you are. Then it was like everything around me was torn apart and instantaneously made anew. I picked up the autumn leaf and suddenly it was as if I was in the eye of a tornado. Life is ,after all, as long as you want it. But there was nothing such as 'too old' in the witch world. And something told me one of our own was the culprit. On the cold wooden floor appeared an autumn leaf, golden and bright. ![]() The breeze stopped suddenly and the wall suddenly seemed to move. Council rules were shit and if broken the King's men would come barging in and jailing in Court. That was why one needed a portal licence from the council. And if you survived you would regain the energy. It allowed me to travel through space from one place to another miles apart but protaling could be a bit.tricky.Īs one travelled through a portal, it would literally suck your energy and drain your life-force. ![]() To the naked eye it seemed like a simple stone wall but it was much more. I haven't even had my drink yet.I thought.įor a witch, a strong wind was never just a strong wind, hell a light breeze could mean someone died. This was the kind of wind that arose from strong portal magic without a stable and agreed upon connection. It was the first spell I had been taught in my coven, the Xolem Ignim coven. The putting together spell was one of the most basic spells among witches. Cuniunge ,"I uttered the word and the glasses began to replace themselves, putting themselves together and magically levitating back up to the counter. The bottles that held all my precious elixirs and potions began to shake. I ignore the wind but it only strengthens. It had been long since I performed an iuniore spell and it was beginning to show. "What are you keeping from me?" He knew something was up.Ī light zephyr blew across the shop causing goosebumps to erupt on my ageing skin. This was the beginning of something that would possibly affect everyone in our world, especially Ivan. We were wolves and wolves do not have to concern themselves with the matters of witches but this was different. "What does this have to do with us? The council will discuss this sooner or later anyway," said Ivan. ![]() "Whoever did this killed the three victims after,"added Grayson. I only knew a few witches who could do that and only one was evil enough to do such. They saw it as sinful to take one's gifts away like that. For the children of Hecate, magic was a sacred and respected thing.
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