Not Fully Human (Romantasy)
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Molly took their hands and placed them on the frame pressing her palm on their hands. In a gesture of reassurance and confidence.
"Don't just touch it, girls, feel it. Feel the power surging through your veins. The darkness, enveloping the light, hiding it from reach. You both must penetrate through this barrier. It will happen, feel it."
"Freya, feel the elements in the painting, feel the water and the nature, it will help you find their exact positions." She looked at Freya with determination. Then changing her gaze to Livia.
"Livia, feel the darkness in the painting. FEEL it, let it flow through your body and let your light overcome the darkness. Let it flow through your veins and into the frame. Most of all you both must feel connected and let your powers combine with each other. Only then will you succeed."
"You both must feel them first and then try locating and then pulling them."
A look of determination spread through their faces and they both repeated the spell again with a new confidence and determination.
"Et vidabis me per ea in nostro mundo, in potestatibus, et extemus homo reverti nobis. Cum potestate nostra ut rupte obice separates a noblis." They together chanted the spell. Their voice echoed through the room.
"Its happening! I can feel the light cracking through! I can feel it's restlessness to be let out!" Molly almost squeaked in excitement a sheet of awe falling over her face.
Livia and Freya's eyes blazed golden, flashing a sparkling silver sometimes.
"It's working! it's-"
Her voice was drowned out by the massive explosion, throwing all four of them across the room, shattering the frame alongside it.
A/N: IF YOU ARE SOMEONE WHO LIKES ROMANTASY, THEN THIS MIGHT ME THE BOOK FOR YOU! JUST PLEASE GIVE IT A TRY!
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