Opening for a new story
Jan 28, 2023 11:16:54 GMT -6
Post by pelwrath on Jan 28, 2023 11:16:54 GMT -6
Okay, here is an opening for a story I've had kicking around since I started my vampire series. Finaly getting my notes in order, tying in a few other ideas and using history to help with the twists. Any and all toughts and suggestions are welcome.
The five greatest Coven Mothers and five greatest Warlock Generals, from the five largest human kingdoms, stood at the five points of the pentagram. A large, deformed man, with wings, was in the middle of the pentagram.
“We thank you and your people, Kawazi Modo. Now to uphold our part of the bargain we made, with you and your people. They will no longer be hunted by mankind, nor will you suffer from hunger, thirst, disease, or death at our hands. Your name will be forgotten and what we did will be as well. That way the prisons for our enemies, will be safe from discovery.”
“The pentagram’s magic works both ways, Aradia. Especially for those who know magic. I curse you all, witches, and warlocks, I name you traitors of your promise. As your magic fades so will all your prisons. Your jealousy for each other’s power will grow, your enemies will return and our help will be needed again. Then only blood will end the curse.”
As his last words escaped his lips, he turned to stone.
The five greatest Coven Mothers and five greatest Warlock Generals, from the five largest human kingdoms, stood at the five points of the pentagram. A large, deformed man, with wings, was in the middle of the pentagram.
“We thank you and your people, Kawazi Modo. Now to uphold our part of the bargain we made, with you and your people. They will no longer be hunted by mankind, nor will you suffer from hunger, thirst, disease, or death at our hands. Your name will be forgotten and what we did will be as well. That way the prisons for our enemies, will be safe from discovery.”
“The pentagram’s magic works both ways, Aradia. Especially for those who know magic. I curse you all, witches, and warlocks, I name you traitors of your promise. As your magic fades so will all your prisons. Your jealousy for each other’s power will grow, your enemies will return and our help will be needed again. Then only blood will end the curse.”
As his last words escaped his lips, he turned to stone.
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