Catch My Breath

Prologue

Prologue

Sometime in 10th Century

The only light for that brutal night was from the full moon shining brightly above them. The wolf's howl that came from distance mingled with the spells. Three women stood in a circle, their eyes glowed beneath their eyelids, they gripped their hands together and their voices became one."Evocation valcyriarum contubernalia gladiaria!" with the enchantment, six flambeaus behind them were raging in a vicious fire. "Evocatio spritualis de undertriginta salamandris lanciferis. Hexagramma et pentagramma, malos spiritussigilent. Lagena signatoria." Thunder rattled through the air as the witches came to the end of their spells. The witches opened their eyes and let their arms drop. The fire died and an eerie silence followed.

"We are almost done." The dark haired witch spoke, she looked up at the other two witches but her eyes stopped momentarily at one, who was dressed in a gentle white gown; her hair was framing her face in small chestnut colored strands while the rest of it sprawled out in a mess of a halo.

"You don't have to do this, Tatia—" another witch spoke, she was quite tall, slim and beautiful woman with long blond hair which she let loose behind her shoulder and brown eyes, but soon was cut by the woman whom she called as Tatia,"It is my duty as witch to keep the beast inside him in control, and I'm ready for this, Esther."

Esther nodded, "Your scarification is for greater good." She took a small knife from her gown's pocket. Tatia stretched her right hand without even being asked. Without hesitation, Ester cut her wrist let her blood poured into the goblet.

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