Chapter six: The Holy River

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 This is an illusion, as I fall on the ground. I realize the woman Rebekah Johnson was just an illusion, there was a witch in the store. Whoever she or he was, they were playing with mind. Testing me to find my weakness, they were succeeding. But I was able to break free of their illusion, due of my coursed eyes that I can now control. I close my eyes, when I open them again; I was siting on a bench. And the witch that cast an illusion to play with mind, she was standing before me alongside her fellow witch friends. They wore victorian gothic corset dresses, long boots with spikes; and they had on gothic Halloween makeup. They look very very scary, both four witches had blue eyes. When I stare at them, I begin to feel in love with them. They look gorgeous and scary at the same time, both four have flowing black hair.

         The one in front me was their leader, her name is Astrid ( Norse name meaning divine beauty). She was different from the four, she look at me like she knew me or something. She act kind to me, she act like a sister to me. She have different eyes in both eyes, her left eye is red and her right eye is gold. She look like my mom, when I was looking at her. I started to wonder if she was my sister, her eyes allow her to see through a person soul. A commend the soul to leave their host, she can speak to people souls; and compel them to leave their host and they listen. Her eyes allow her to do that, believe me I want power. And I think it a cool power to have, after she introduce herself to me; she asking me if I want to go to party.

      Her friends were having a party tonight, I accept her request and went with her. We walk outside the store and stood next to the gas station, Asdrid whistled looking up. Soon after, five witch broomsticks came from the sky. One of the broomstick came before me, and the others stop before Astrid and her friends.

        " Oh man, this is awesome. And my first day  using a witch broomstick to fly," we fly across the sky. I was crying," wooohooo! . .  . . . .this is fun."

        The party was at Trizardwod, a gothic architecture building of witches. It is also an academy, where young teen witches came to train in magic. We arrived there late, we landed before its gates. The wizard armored guards let us, we enters.  Inside Trizardwod, witches and wizards were dancing. Only few vampires were invited, and were drinking blood. The ceiling are bewitched to look like the background of the sky, it look terrific. Fairies were flying around the background, they were dropping pixie dust everywhere they pass. In Trizardwod we were being guarded by gargoyles that are ten times the size of a man, witches call them guardians or watches. They wield ancient magic, when they around. They power up all the witches in the building with their might, they wield axes and some wield spears and swords. They were above us, some were guarding the building from outside. And some were guarding the witches inside the building. 


                                                                             Gargoyle

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                                                                             Gargoyle

At the party I ask Asdrid if she want to dance, she look shy. I crab her arms, and soon crab her on her waist. We started dancing, looking at each other in the eyes. I could hear her heartbeat, 

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