Morning came slowly.
While studying the flames of my candles turned pale blue. I teleported the entrance to the castle and with the flick of my wrist opened the doors.
Standing there was Glynda along with five others, each dressed in knight's robes. Each carrying swords on their belt.
"Good morning, Dwyera," Glynda said.
They walking inside.
"Morning Glynda," I replied walking down the stairs.
"So this is the fabled castle of the Dark One, Padore Adormita. Disappointing. So then, let's cut to the chase, in exchange for this ritual each of us will be granted a favor, Correct. If so let's get started, and I want payment up front."
"Okafor!"
"Don't start with me goodie two shoes. I want to get this over with so I can get back to doing what I do best, killing witches. However, if doing this means, the Witch, of all Magic owes me a favor than so be it. Let's just get this over with!"
I couldn't help but smile.
"My thoughts exactly, let's dispense with the pleasantries, and get started."
"For shame, for shame my little rose is heartless, cruel, and cold."
I felt a twinge of pain that familiar voice.
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Black Thread (CPN) - Part I
RomanceA cowardly man forced to serve an ancient and powerful Witch. A dark and mysterious woman with magic and powers beyond comprehension. She seeks something almost unobtainable. What kind of path will these two walk? What kind of pain awaits them? Wha...
