PART ONE

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Sometime in the 11th century New World


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Raising her hand to his cheek, making him face her, "I am sorry my child. For I have failed to stop the consequences you have faced for my actions, my selfishness. All of you have been damned because of me but you... you have suffered the loss of not only your true nature but a family of your own."

She knelt down to him, "I shall make it right. If you could ever forgive me."

Getting up she tore her eyes away from the weeping boy who was grasping his lovers dead body. She gathered around the fire, taking the dagger from the ground she sliced her palms, and started to chant,

"Du vil ikke kjenne frykt. For du er månen, vinden og de store trærne. Han er havet, de ville skogene og fjellstrømmene. Dere to vil finne veien til hverandre i det neste livet og hvert liv etter det for heksene er på din side så lenge det tar."

Looking up to see his Mother finish chanting, a small sense of content washed over him like a blanket. Somehow knowing he would once more be complete, but for know he shall make his agony everyone's problem for centuries to come.


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Spell Translation:

"You will know no fear. Because you are the moon, the wind, and the great trees. He is the ocean, the wild woods, and the mountain streams. You two will find your way to each other in the next life and every life after that for the witches are on your side for however long it takes."



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