"You better stay away from her." Jasper stepped in and blocked her from coming any closer.
"Ohh I smell LOVE!!!" She taunted.
"I need my wand back." Jasper said cutting her.
"It WAS yours once honey, now it's MINE." She replied.
Valqour was about meddle with her when Ivy stopped him.
"Anyways, you people have come to my place for the first time. I should welcome you. And please say your granny to stop wasting her spells on my door. White witches cannot open the seal what black witches create." Melisandre pushed Vannesa from the entrance.
She poured a dark liquid from her potion bottle and sprinkled some glittery salt. Within few seconds the seal was gone and door was opened. The moment we stepped inside, the scenario completely changed. It converted itself into a palace.
Everything is so deceiving. I thought to myself.
Moving forward my eyes fell on a mirror that's completely black but still I could see my reflection in there. Quite intriguing but also it felt so negative at the same time.
"Don't look there. You will see things that can be brutal and unreal. Remember not to look inside that mirror while performing the ritual." Ivy said and we left the place.
"Tell me what would you offer in turn of your wand? " Melisandre shooted her words on us.
"This is something that belongs to me and not you. It's my right to have it back." Jasper yelled.
"Come on Jas, you think I took this wand to return it to you? Of course not. If you make a fair deal then may be I'll let you have it. But if not then forget about it." She mocked.
"We aren't willing to make any deal out of anything. You better give us back what belongs to us or get ready to face us." Valqour replied.
"Then let's fight for it! This sounds even more better. And you think you can win over me in my own place? Oh dear. I pity you." Melisandre said laughingly.
Melisandre snapped her fingers and all the curtains fell down to the ground. The walls were covered with black mirrors only.
"Can somebody explain me what's this?" I demanded.
"Black mirrors are one of the most devilish weapon any black witch can have. They have the power to manipulate, humiliate, coerce, enslave or kill. It's their ancient practice called scrying. When you gaze into it, they start playing with ur mind and eventually proving to be fatal." Explained Vannesa.
In short her mirrors are enough to put us down.
"Get ready Ray. Your work starts here and now." Ivy said and moved forward.
Without wasting much time I took out all the things from the bag and spoted a corner where I won't be much noticed or bothered. But the challenge were the mirrors. I could feel myself being pulled to it.
After arranging my spell book, lavender flower, water, Wiccan oil, pendant, chalk and crystals, I looked up to see what's going on between them.
I don't know how to explain magic and enchantment but what I saw next was bizarre.
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A Wizard Next Door
Fantasi[COMPLETED] Ray led a standard life of mortality until she was pushed to cross path with a mystical wizard. Witnessing all his powers and charisma, she somehow decides to stay beside him, not knowing what's in store for her. The wizard being a cold...
