Katarina stepped inside the cavern, it was lit up with torches and fire. The heat made her body shudder. Rusty and old, the cavern had wormed its way into the claw-toothed mountain. Her breath echoed in the room. Her heartbeats mused the night. Her body was getting heavier each second. She turned around and saw the moon glistening and roaring. She turned back again, took a deep breath and made her way into the cave.
She walked down the steps, shivering, and placed the bag on the floor. She picked the bowl kept near the stone and looked into it. The place was just like Mark had said it would be, everything was just in place... The black liquid reflected her pale face and her ghost-like eyes.
"Have courage, you're doing the right thing" she told herself
"You have to do this for Ava"
With her hands shivering and shaking, she dipped her fingers in the liquid. Breaths slow, as she drew a pentagram on the grave. She had read about this ritual a lot of times in the book, Ava had found in the library. She closed her eyes; a sigh escaped her lips. She bent down, slowly and kneeled, opened her bag and kept the locket in the middle of the pentagram, and whispered in her mellifluous voice,
"I am so sorry mother, I hope you understand". She stood up and stepped back as white blinding flames erupted
As the dust vaporized into the thin cold air of the cavern, a green sapphire stone appeared where the locket sat. The Vanaga stone, Katarina, finally had it.
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Kalypso <completed>
FantasyThe moon is bright, and the stars shine bold, but they're not enough to save Kalypso's love, or her life. but will the light be enough to save Katarina's? Katarina and Ava's lives take a strange twist as the run to save her life from those who swore...
