Heart Like Stone & Soul Black as Coal

Chapter 8:The Council

There's a picture of Jade's shirt just incase you can't imagine it well.

Hope you enjoy and sorry for the late update,last week was finals week at school and this week I have been late Christmas shopping with my mom. And I have also been a procrastinator. I am so sorry. But here it is.

Enjoy!

-Love,Ale

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Like I've said before,I'm not a morning person.

The banging of pots and bottles down stairs is horrible and the stupid squaking of the crows has me on my nerves.

Groaning,I get off the bed and open the window. I shush all the stupid birds and they all fly away...except one who apparently has a death wish.

We stare at each other,neither one dares to break eye contact. I snap my fingers and he explodes leaving behind a puff of black feathers.

Stupid bird.

My hair is an absolute mess,completely untamable. But I don't care,I go to the bathroom and wash my mouth then go down stares with my pajamas and rats nest hair.

-"Morning" my mother says already in a silky,black robe. She's brewing something on the cauldron and has ingredients floating and flying  all over the place. I dodge a bottle filled with some liquid and sit on the table.

-"Whats good about it" I huff.

-"Did the birds wake you up again?" She asks.

-"Maybe"

-"Whatever. Here I made waffles." She hands me a plate with a stack of strawberry waffles. Mmm,my favorites.

How did she make waffles in a cauldron without even flour? Don't ask me,I told you I only know how to make soup in that thing. I mean she didn't even have strawberries,WTF?

I devour the whole thing. It's just so good.

Once I finish the delicious waffles I get up to wash my plate. My mother is still eating hers,how in the world can she eat so slow? Especially something as good as those waffles. She eats them slowly as if she had all day to chew. She looks so peaceful,ugh.

-"Would it kill you to hurry up and eat them? If you don't want them I'll be more than glad to devour them for you" I say looking at her plate like I was a lion and the waffles my pray,ready to pounce.

-"I am not an animal like you,I actually like to enjoy my food and savor it."she says in a calm state. I just scoff and keep cleaning my plate.

I was about to finish drying the cutlery when I hear a clatter of forks and knives at the table. I whip my head in the direction of my mother and see her abruptly getting up from her chair.

She heads in the direction of the living room. I look over and see that in the small,round table that is set in the corner of the room, her crystal ball is filled with smoke meaning that someone wants to communicate with her.

She sits on a chair that's next to the table and moves her hands around the sphere.

The smoke clears and is replaced with the figure of three old men in cloaks. You can't see their faces because of the cloak but I know who they are,the council.

There are two councils,The Bourbon Council and The Grolsh Council. The Bourbon Council is the council for those who use their magic for "good" and are not evil. The Grolsh being the one for the evil witches and wizards who use their magic for "bad".