Bones were scattered all over the cold, wet grass in the clearing, their surfaces mimicking the lifeless greyish ivory tint of the clouded skies above. Pale, long fingered hands of the same soulless colour grabbed them one by one, lifting them up and putting them back down a few feet away, or just changing their angles, seemingly at random. However, after a while, a pattern was slowly coming together.
Runes, cruel and horrible ones; inscriptions meaning suffering, death and unimaginable horrors; prayers to the embodiment of evil itself, worshipping it and begging to be led by its thirst for the flesh and blood of the innocent.
The grass around was beginning to fade and rot as the spell took action. Those busy pale hands retracted as their owners, witches and warlocks stood up straight and began to chant in Latin.
One of them, a tall, intimidating figure stepped into the middle of the bone assembly, where everyone could see her, and spoke up. Her voice rang louder than everyone else's combined.
"Darkness of the world, vengeful spirits,
Grant us your wrath and double our strength,
Let us defeat our enemies
And give you the blood you crave,
Let us paint these lands red
And cleanse the world of magic
Once and for all
From those who bring dishonour to us.
O, Death, bring our nemeses into your cold embrace,
Let us send them to you,
Let us be your hand."
When she was done speaking, the others went silent as well. Something had changed, they could feel it. The skies darkened and the wind carried the scent of blood, even though it had not yet been spilled that day.
"The ritual was a success," a few people murmured.
"It was," the woman in the middle confirmed. "And now, we shall end this war, once and for all. Let us hunt those bastards."
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The House With a Secret Within Its Walls - Florence Zimmerman
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