As I look up I can see the 5 council members assembles in a semi circle. One member for each type of witch.
I scanned the line slowly analyzing every council member.
Rein(rain)- the water council member looked at me with sorrow and a deep understanding. We used to be friends before this happened. Long blonde hair and blue eyes that show vitality-a typical water witch.
Feia (fee-Uh)- the fire council member simply smirked at me as if all of this was a joke. As I made eye contact she winked at me. You could tell she was a fire type. The choppy reddish brown hair and air of confidence gave it all away.
I skipped the chair in the middle. I refuse to even look at that monster of a council leader. Nope. Not gonna happen. So let's move on....
Alyn (A-Lin)-he was dressed in off whites with stark silver hair and a very quiet looking expression. Air type. He practically screams air type. He looked at me in an intrigued manner.
Argo (are-go)- the final council leader was the earth type. He was incredibly old and wise looking. His expression was one that maybe a grandfather would wear.
My eyes slowly begin to wander to the middle chair. I only need one glance, one look...
All of the sudden he's in front of me. I'm standing face to face with the atrocity that ruined my life.
Mars- the council leader. Dream type. He has dark hair almost black and a scar that runs over his right eye and down his cheek. He's dressed in black. He looks intensely angry.
"Welcome back Delilah" he says with an evil look in his eye.
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Lost in Dream - the catcher
FantasyNo dreams. No nightmares. No nothing. Have u ever wondered where your bad dreams go after they are caught in a dreamcatcher? Someone has to get rid of them...right? As a punishment from the supreme council of witches, Delilah must spend the rest of...