The Elixir of Strength_We Also Make Thunder_Dangerous Love_Look Homeward, Witch
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The Elixir of Strength
One more addition and my brew were finished. The simple, topped spoon of ivory-colored dust should do the trick. I bought it earlier this winter a few streets from here, and so far, I think it works. I was unsure at first, but it has done exactly what it was supposed to. I cupped the bottle and shook it with force until the powder was mixed with the fluids that were already there. With ease, I had mixed an elixir of spirited awareness. It was the potion of future champions, heroes, or other such grandiose titles. I licked my palm and got a taste of the brew. It was citrusy and sweet, with a bi...
We Also Make Thunder
Hannah had known two indisputable truths about lightning: it required broody clouds to be formed and a quick eye to be seen. An indisputable truth challenged without proof inspired laughter. An indisputable truth challenged indisputably simply inspired. So it was with Hannah when, having hidden herself in the old haven from her childhood, she spied a Starry One in the near clearing. Creeping forward in the forest brush, Hannah crouched in the loam soil and fragrant scent and watched, a woodland creature whose den had been intruded upon. The Starry One, a woman of ordinary appearance whose only...
Dangerous Love
“I’m guilty. It was me. It was all me, and I was too scared to tell anyone.” “Bryan, what did you do?” “I killed him. I’m so sorry Pearl. I didn’t mean to, but I pushed him. I thought that we were on the second floor. You have to believe me. I was out of my mind.” Bryan sounds frantic. I had just walked into Bryan’s dorm room, and I was terrified. “Okay, Bryan, I hear what you’re saying. Tell me exactly what happened so that maybe I can help you.” “He woke me up. The masked man woke me up, and I was scared. I thought it was a burglar, but it was one of the fraternity guys waking me up for ini...
Look Homeward, Witch
“Good evening, sister. And where is our little Ravelil?” Luella sipped more tea and looked around for their niece. Hmph. Just like her to miss the evening restorative. The girl has become a leetle self-centered. “The devil only knows. Her car is here. Maybe she’s sleeping,” Jeruda said. She went to the window and pulled the thick curtains closed. The sun was still up and it didn’t do to let too much sun touch their delicate, ochre skin. The witches that did that wound up with skin that looked like the skin of mortals. The incorrigible Ravelil had skin like the mortals. She went to parks dur...