Stories tagged “spell”
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Love & Witchery
Dearest Arnold, I am writing you concerning the incident with the marigolds and the moonlight. I fear that I conveyed the wrong impression that night when you caught me constructing the circle of ancient runes in the garden. The lock of your hair I sni...
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Created Hell
They are scientists taking you under their spell Love, they are giving you their created hell Broken hearts dangling on the mantle The only light seems to burn in a dreamland candle You only see it when you are asleep When you aren’t aware of wha...
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Sealed with a Kiss
Dearest Arnold, I write to you now knowing you will never read this. I fear that I am unable to let things continue as they are, what with that trollop Maribel putting her nose in my affairs yet again. She thinks that she can use a spell of her own to ...
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On the Play Field of Battle, Such As It Was
With his usual knack for going unseen, Alex slipped from the classroom and bolted for the outside door. A quick left out the heavy, metal door, and he was rounding the side of the building to the wide play yard. There the lady in black stockings contin...
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Almost Reunion
“Powers of the witches rise, course unseen across the skies, come to us who call you near, come to us and settle—” Suddenly a man appeared in front of Joey. Joey looked up from the ancient book and relaxed. “Joey, is she here ye...
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Faster round the bloody spiral
A small shadowy figure kneeled in the attic corner with only a dim candle illuminating her alabaster face. Outside a wicked summer storm howled across the midnight sky. The whole house groaned at the force of it but the girl paid it no heed. Round and ...
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Homegirl
I am a home. Of course, I’m also a girl. The home part, you can’t really see. But there’s a spell that installed a handy little apartment inside my imagination. My residents step through a portal in my hair, and turn into figments unt...
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Light, Darkness/Friends, Demons
The chill up my spine bristled my fur. Such confusion and contradiction could only mean one thing—dark magic. If the creature were friend it made no move to announce or clarify itself. If the creature were enemy it made no advance or change in st...
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Of Hair Rollers and Demonic Spells
With ten girls sitting around an altar that was until moments previously a Barbie Dream House, Edna intoned solemnly, “And now we shall perform the banishment ceremony.” During the dramatic pause, Stacy whispered to Amber, “Worst slee...
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Followed Too Far
The first time I laid eyes on Vincent was the last time I stood in sunlight. It was a warm, summer day. We were both in the woods. I was sitting in a patch of sun that flickered upon the ground as the trees above swayed. He stood beneath a large oak tr...