Dark magic had been a secret kept hidden and protected from the public over the years, but I, somehow, found my way to it....
The smell of burning sage filled the air, causing me to cough. The waning moon made the night even more darker, but good thing I had candles burning all around me. I had to be careful, there's no room for mistakes today.
I stepped into the pentagram, standing right in the middle, 'the circle of power' as some called it, so it should protect me from any unwanted evil spirits. My hands were shaking uncontrollably as I tried to place the book in front of me. there was a slight tremble in my voice, even to my own ears, when I started reciting the incantation.
The energy in the room shifted, as if the air was becoming thicker. I started to sweat and my breathing quickened, so I got on my knees to keep my composure. I'd been warned against this; dark arts drain the person's energy and open them up to evil spirits and ill fate, but hearing it was something and feeling it was something else entirely.
I needed to concentrate to align my psychic energy with my target. I had to be clear on who I wanted exactly, otherwise only God knows who _what_ might show up.....
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Silent sounds
Mystery / Thrillera criminologist that finds herself involved in a series of mysterious deaths, and the only way out might get her killed or drive her insane. would she go against her beliefs and practice dark magic to save people? or would she quit?
