The daylight had fully revealed me. You stood there betwixt between curiosity and fear.
You wanted to run, but your legs were frozen, heavy, and cold. You knew it was pointless anyway.
(A lie)
"I am the one known as the Dark One," I said while slowly descending the stairs. "You may call me Rezafae Dwyera, the Witch of All Magic, the Contract Witch."
Reaching the bottom of the stairs I continued forward approaching you, "From henceforth you are my aide, your job will be to clean the castle, prepare and serve my meals, assist me with my research, and do any other tasks I ask of you," I said to you with plainly.
"In exchange, you will be provided with a bed, food, and clothing, and will be allowed to pursue your interests during your free time. Does that sound fair?"
"...yes, it does," you said unsure of yourself.
"Good," I said.
You saw me wave my hand.
A band of light appeared around me slowly it began to twist and spin, shrinking as it turned faster and faster until it wrapped around my neck and vanished.
"And with that you are mine," I said to you.
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Black Thread (CPN) - Part I
RomanceA cowardly man forced to serve an ancient and powerful Witch. A dark and mysterious woman with magic and powers beyond comprehension. She seeks something almost unobtainable. What kind of path will these two walk? What kind of pain awaits them? Wha...
