Touch of Darkness

Originally she tried to scream, as loud as she could until her voice sounded scratchy and hoarse. Her once ear piercing scream reduced down to nothing but a pained human's wail. Her powers drained from her body by a potion. At first when the king had taken her she was thankful, but now she felt trapped, like a circus animal, forced to preform each day.

Without her powers she was nothing, just another pretty face. Powers like hers weren't designed to be contained, the sun fed her power, the darkness fed her power. For a banshee there is power everywhere, except when a banshee can't use their powers they slowly loose control of themselves. Their pained screaming becomes more frequent as they fail to fulfil their purpose and warn the underworld of the passing dead. Having their strongest ability torn away from them is enough to kill most banshees, except Aspen.

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So I wrote this ages ago and am in the process of editing the first few chapters before I plan to continue posting the rest of the book.