Chapter 1 - A Witch's
A bubble of white light
encapsulated my body raising me from the ground while
enchanted sparks of plasma caused my pale skin to
sting with excruciating pain. I could not take a
single breath within the vacuum, not even enough to
form a scream causing my cries to remain silent. The
disorientation, the pain and the lack of air caused
my head to spin but hidden within a recess of my
confused mind I recognised the spell that had been
used upon me and knew what was to come next. I flexed
my body at the ready, flinching my face, reading
myself for the eventual pop.
My suspicion was correct and
I felt myself floating above the ground as an
almighty crack of air fractured the bubble. I fell to
the ground with a thud while my ears rang like a
thousand church bells. There was the unmistakable
taste of blood within my mouth while I remained
motionless upon the ground hoping with all my will
that the perpetrator wasn't preparing another spell.
My gasps for fresh air caused nothing but pain within
my winded belly. I wanted to speak, to plead with my
attacker, but alas there was no chance of doing so
until I recovered.
There was movement within the
grass ahead of me. My eyes where blurred but I could
just about make out the image of a figure making
their approach. This figure stopped in front of me,
their heavy boots mere inches from my face, then
looked down at me with raised fists. I must have been
a sorry sight and if this person was my attacker it
was certainly possible they intended to finish me off.
vision grew clearer I could see a man wearing a long
dark hooded robe. I could barely make out his
features but it was clear he was speaking, alas I
could hear nothing over the sound of my ringing ears.
I turned my head away and stared at the ground hoping
that he understood. To my relief I could see him
walking away within the corner of my eye.
had many enemies he wasn't someone that I recognised,
but it was likely from his robe that he must have
been a wizard, or possibly an old warlock, getting
revenge for a past discretion long forgotten. My body
was still in its prime yet was far older than it
appeared, using a multitude of concoctions to prolong
my life, but alas I had gained so many rivals over
the passing years that it was difficult to keep track.
are you?" I mustered up some quiet words to
which there was no response.
my body from side to side I managed to heave myself
into a sitting position. I was resting upon a patch
of grass next to a boulder upon a desolate moor. My
cottage was no more than a mile away over the hill
yet it may have well been a hundred for I couldn't
possibly make such a daunting journey in my exhausted
my eyes from side to side I tried to see where the
man had gotten to but he was nowhere in sight. There
were other boulders around along with a crevice
within the field but nothing that he could use to
fully conceal himself. I blinked my eyes yet it made
little difference. There was no way in which he could
have traversed the moor so quickly leaving me to
conclude he was using magic as a visual shield.
you too cowardly to reveal yourself?" I said
while heaving myself to my feet.
flash I turned around sensing movement behind me but
there was nothing there. A cold shudder caused my
shoulders to twitch as the ringing in my ears
subsided to be replaced by the sound of the wind. My
breathing was still erratic and my belly twinged with
have been fleeing in fear as fast as he could before
his spell of invisibility wore off or he may have
been standing directly in front of me. I swung my
arms around to check before falling flat upon my face
due to my dizzy state. It was then that I heard a
chuckle confirming my suspicion. My attacker was
toying with me.
may very well find this amusing," I said whilst
forcing myself to remain defiant, "But you have
no idea as to the extent of my power. Flee now and I
will spare your life. You will get no further warning."
more laughter ahead of me, then to my right, then
behind as the man ran around me hidden from my gaze.
The imprints upon the grass indicated where had been
previously standing but there was also gravel and
stone around the heavy boulders leaving no impression.
powerless without your enchantments," the man
responded whilst still laughing, "I ransacked
that dank hovel of yours, burned all your spell books,
smashed your flasks, destroyed your herbs and cracked
your cauldron. You're a witch no more and you'll soon
revert to your natural state of an old hag."
continued to laugh before treading upon my buttocks
as he stepped across my still prostrate body. I
closed my eyes repressing my anger as he continued to
didn't destroy all of your enchantments however,"
the man said, "I kept a few of your particularly
strong potions which I won't hesitate to use if you
don't heed my words. You are to leave this village,
never to return. Do you understand?"
then heaved myself to my feet once more. It dawned on
me that he may not have been a warlock after all if
it had been my potions he was using. Without
realising it he had just given his weakness away.
proceeded to wipe some droplets of blood from my lip
against the back of my hand. Acting as nonchalant as
possible under the circumstances I calmly retrieved a
handkerchief from my hip pouch, dabbing it against my
lip as to clean my wound, but it was all a
distraction for I had fetched something else from my
bag at the same time.
flash I threw down a glass flask releasing a puff of
smoke. A simple concoction maybe but it was certainly
enough to reveal my tormentor's location leaning
against a boulder behind me. He stared at me wide
eyed as I grinned letting him know he had been
quickly ran, his leather boots partially slipping
against the ground in the process, fleeing with panic.
The smoke would only reveal his location for a few
moments before it cleared so I had no time to lose.
Heaving a heavy stone from the ground with both hands
I threw it at him striking directly into the centre
of his back. He collapsed to the ground.
cackled loudly while calmly making my way over to him
as he laid spread out face first upon the ground. His
invisibly spell flickered his appearance a number of
times before finally wearing off. Placing my hands
behind my back and keeping my legs straight I leant
forward with an intimidating pose.
seems the tables have turned," I said looking
down at him with my head cocked to one side, "Now
what do you suppose I should do with you?"
plastered upon his face yet his words were somewhat
contrary. He was either incredibly brave or very
do not fear your Satanic witchcraft," he said,
"Do what you will with me but mark my words your
reign of tyranny is over."
out a laugh just for the sake of intimidating him
further, however it didn't appear to be working.
this village and rot you vile hag," he continued.
open my mouth then quickly closed it for it was
imperative that I not reveal that his words had
gotten to me.
down in from of him, my knees next to his face.
way or the other it is you that's..." I
responded before he interrupted me by clambering to
quickly stood up in preparation wondering if he was
about to strike me but instead he lurched himself
back and pointed his finger.
who live my the sword die by the sword!" He
moaned, "And those who live by magic will die by
see his attempt to fetch something from the pocket of
his robe so without hesitation I quickly lunged
forward grabbing his arm. While I was fully versed in
magic and had vast power I was still fairly feeble
when it came to physical strength so there was quite
a struggle as I tried to prise the object from his
will be your doom!" He yelled.
hand pressing against his wrist and the other upon
his fingers I managed to take hold of his thumb
forcing it back, but alas he still wasn't letting go
of the object he was holding. He then grabbed the
back of my neck with his other hand and began to
squeeze. Luckily he wasn't in the correct position to
strangle me but it still hurt nevertheless. Realising
his attack was having no effect he lunged himself
forward, literally using his shoulder as a battering
ram, causing me to fall to the ground but I still had
a firm grip upon his hand.
I had time to fetch another concoction from my pouch
but alas I couldn't risk letting go of his hand for
even a second. I wondered if there was time to cast a
verbal spell instead.
pain against my shin as my attacker began repeatedly
stamping upon my leg in his heavy boots as I
struggled to get back to my feet. I was panting
heavily and sweat poured from my brow down my face. I
spat at snarled at him in defiance trying to get a
foothold against the loose gravel and dirt beneath my
feet. Finally I managed to clamber myself up from the
ground letting out a breath of relief only for him to
lurch forward again knocking me down once more.
widened as the hood of his robe fell back revealing
his face and the collar around his neck. He was a
priest. He too was taken aback when he realised he
secret was revealed.
man of the cloth!" I screeched whilst still
struggling to remove the object from his hand, "You
is my duty to eradicate evil!" He yelled.
struggle immediately ceased, with the priest
releasing the object from his grasp, before cradling
his inured thumb. The item was a glass vial
containing a white gaseous substance that was
commonly used as an additive for other spells.
Clearly the priest was ignorant of the potion he had
stolen from me. I couldn't help but let out a laugh
for the struggle had been pointless.
time for a verbal spell to get rid of my attacker
once and for all. I'd give him a general curse of pox
leaving him bed ridden for the rest of his life. The
humiliation of having to be cared for in such a way
would be fair punishment.
call upon thee, the light and the dark, at the peak
of the equinox, that give to this..." I said
before stopping to stare at my blood soaked hand.
was broken. My mind raced wondering what I should do.
Were the contents poisonous? Had I been infected? Was
that the priest's intention all along? My head span
as more questions filled my mind, but alas it was
already too late, my lifeless body slumped to the
the priest said solemnly.
2 - A Fairy's Morning
chattered merrily that bright spring morning with the
smell of blossom filling the air. The ground felt
cool beneath my feet as I scampered among the dried
leaves of the forest floor foraging for morsels of
food. Fungi was my species' staple diet and while it
was still my main meal I had recently grown a
fondness for moss, particularly the kind that grew
upon rotten wood. It was tasty and stuck to my tongue
with each lick. Unfortunately that day I had yet to
find any and it was growing far rarer as the season
day to you," I heard a soft voice that I
recognised right away, "I see you're on a hunt
my sister Laila.
I said as I stopped in my tracks and turned to face
scampered over to me while her white silky dress
glistened within the sunlight.
been informed of a felled oak tree to the east just
beyond the edge of the forest," Laila said,
"It's been there a fair number of years and
coated with fine moss, more than enough to fill both
our tums. Do you wish to accompany me upon such a
franticly with excitement while Laila's bright blue
eyes lit up. We held hands and hurried as fast as our
legs could scamper before opening up our wings and
letting the gentle breeze lift us from the forest
floor. We flew high into the air, among the tree
branches themselves, then headed east using the sun
as our compass. With neither of us having seen the
tree before it was likely our moss hunt was nothing
more than folly but it was the adventure we craved.
The excitement of such a task was greater than its
reward even though I did relish the idea of feasting
upon such splendour.
at speed was quite a challenge as we swiftly
interweaved the entwining branches whilst keeping a
secure grip upon each other's hands not daring to let
go. Our wings were a blur as they buzzed at full pelt,
the air swirling over our aerodynamic bodies being
pushed aside as we grew ever faster.
Something was amiss. My hand was no longer holding
onto Laila's. I stopped flapping my wings, with only
momentum carrying me, whilst I stared at my empty
hand with shock.
I called out with panic in my voice, "Laila!"
my wings flat against the breeze I instantly stopped
then turned my body whilst hovering. All I could see
around me were a multitude of branches, leaves and
the forest floor below. An eerie feeling encapsulated
me causing my body to shudder.
I called out again, "Where are you?!"
at my empty hand again shocked at how quickly events
had taken a turn for the worse. My palm felt cold.
sound of birdsong quieted as I focused upon an object
ahead. I could see something that resembled a white
mist but I couldn't be certain. I tried to will the
mist closer to me hoping that it wasn't just a trick
of the light.
I said softly.
began to beat once more and I let out as sigh of
relief as the mist grew closer. I could also hear a
the sweet voice of my sister said as she approached
still in her mist-like wisp form, "I flew into a
tree. Sorry about that."
flash she reformed into her usual fairy shape along
with her white dress and outstretched wings. She
began to chuckle once more.
am so relieved," I said floating over to her as
we embraced, "I thought something bad had
safe now, that's all that matters," she said
calmly whilst stroking my long hair, "There's no
need for worry."
by their very nature were practically impervious to
danger but still had strong feelings for one another's
well being even if those feelings were unfounded. It
was perfectly possible for a fairy to die from
despair and Laila knew all too well what could have
happened if she hadn't reappeared so quickly.
parted our embrace then Laila looked at me while we
continued to hover among the tree branches. The happy
sound of birdsong gradually returned.
you well?" Laila asked.
and gave her a smile.
you still wish to search for the fallen tree?"
certainly do," I responded nodding my head with
even more vigour.
let's go," she said.
hands once more and continued upon our journey only
this time taking more care among the branches, and
flying at a steadier pace.
go higher above the treetops," Laila said as we
flew at a steady incline, intermingling the tree
branches, until we were above the forest itself.
exhilarating for the both of us for it wasn't usual
for fairies to fly at such a height. The air felt
cooler and there was less resistance upon our wings.
We shared a smile then flew on and on as the forest
below became a blur only to then slow a little once
realising the speed we were travelling. With no
obstacles it was so easy to misgauge the swiftness of
our nimble wings but neither of us wanted to risk
surprise we could already see the edge of the forest
below so began our decent whilst keeping an eye out
for the fallen tree. There were a multitude of tree
stumps along with forest debris of broken branches
and wood, but no signs of any fallen trees.
turned her gaze toward me with a look of puzzlement
upon her face as we grew closer. A patch of scorched
earth stained the area beneath our feet as we reached
think we're in the wrong place," I said.
is the edge of the forest," Laila replied just
as bewildered as I was.
around us felt stagnant and I felt a shiver down my
Laila said letting go of my hand and scampering
across the ground looking for a clue as to what had
sense danger," I said firmly yet calmly, "We
should go back."
responded with a nod then gave one last gaze around
our surroundings as she opened her wings. I too
readied myself to take flight but a shadow formed
overhead. Before I had the chance to react I could
see a human hand lunging toward me.
I screeched as loud as my little voice could muster.
were held tightly within the vicelike grip of the
human's fingers. I then felt myself being forced into
a thin container made of clear glass. In an instant I
turned from fairy to wisp as to pass through the
confines of my prison but alas something about the
structure of the container would not let my gaseous
body pass through. I was trapped.
I screamed, "Laila!"
dark as the clear container was placed into a pouch
while I continued to scream in terror.
3 - Two Become One
in terrible pain, my hand feeling as though it was
aflame while my swollen head and neck throbbed. It
took all my will to heave myself into a sitting
position where upon I looked at my bloodied palm. It
didn't look right, it was the hand of a human, yet
somehow I expected it to appear different. Why was my
blood red? I wasn't thinking straight.
I called out having no idea who Laila was.
my dizziness I tried to focus upon my surroundings. I
was still on the moor where I had fallen, with the
priest nowhere in sight, yet part of me felt I should
have been somewhere else. I remembered being a forest
just a few moments ago yet knew full well that I had
been on the moor all along.
priest had caught me with one of my own concoctions,
an ingredient rather than a full potion, most likely
poisoning me from within. I was sure it would soon
wear off so heaved myself to my feet looking into the
direction of my cottage. I could aid my recovery with
an energy boost potion of which there were many
tucked away within my home. I just hoped the priest
hadn't discovered them when ransacking the place.
I took a
number of breaths before taking a step forward. I was
wearing a pair of rough leather shoes which caused me
to stop in my tracks for I had earlier been in bare
feet. I shook my head knowing full well that I always
wore shoes then continued upon my journey.
I called out again.
my gaze all I could see was a desolate grass more, a
pile of boulders and a gravel path ahead. There was
also a crevice in the ground that I needed to take
care to avoid. The forest was gone, not even tree
gritted my teeth as I was tempted to call out again.
My mind was filled with insanity, with flashing
images of false memories, I needed to remain focused.
I took another large breath then continued down the
path heading for home.
I said again causing myself to respond with an
was silence for a number of seconds but I could sense
I was about to say that infernal name again.
up!" I yelled at myself.
there?" I replied.
my eyes tightly trying to clear my thoughts. The
ingredient within the glass vial had poisoned my mind
and I hoped it wasn't going to prove permanent with
me living the rest of my days at an asylum much to
the delight of the priest.
feel funny," I said, "I don't know where I
my bloodied hand and looked at it once more. The
blood had already congealed but it was clear it had
been a very nasty injury. I attempted to take on my
wisp form but nothing was happening.
can see a hand," I said whilst continuing to
stare at it opening and closing my fingers, "It's
a human. I think it may be trying to catch me."
my hand," I responded then quickly shook my head
as to shake away my impending madness.
already set upon my journey back to my cottage but it
had grown apparent to me that my legs would stop
moving after just a short number of steps. Holding up
my arms and keeping my fingers spread apart I inhaled
deeply then exhaled through pursed lips. I repeated
this action a few times, flapping my arms and taking
deep breaths, trying to clear my contaminated
thoughts but I then realised I was doing it for
another reason entirely. I was trying to flee from
danger for I felt my own hand was trying to grab me,
I was attempting to fly.
are you Laila?!" I called out again before
bursting into tears and collapsing in a heap.
is... happening to... to me?" I whimpered whilst
my teeth I shook myself out of it, my own rage
overpowering my sense of despair, then jumped to my
feet spitting upon the ground in defiance. It took
all my mental will to force my legs to start walking
again in the direction of home.
are you taking me?" I asked as I wiped my nose-tears
upon my sleeve.
I shouted in reply, "I'm going home to cure this
isn't the forest," I said.
stopped in my tracks yet again, my heels sliding
against the gravel of the stone path. Something
clicked within my mind as to the possible cause of my
you from the forest?" I asked calmly.
live in the forest," I replied.
my gaze around the grassy moor, toward the village in
the far distance, the boulders spewn upon the ground,
and the gravel path ahead allowing my possible spirit
possessor to get a clear view.
you see that?" I asked.
what?" I replied.
knowing this was going to be a very slow and
complicated conversation. I wiped my brow causing
myself to flinch as I glimpsed my own hand again.
do you see?" I asked.
I replied, "Lots of grass. I'm floating above it."
not floating you're standing," I said trying to
remain as calm as possible under the bewildering
the forest?" I asked.
forest?" I responded.
another deep breath for it was clear I was having
difficultly differentiating who was speaking. I could
feel my eyes warm as tears began to form once again.
you even dare do that again!" I snapped, "Just
relax, calm down, I can fix this."
not crying," I replied, "I think that's you."
is most certainly not me!" I moaned placing my
fists upon my hips in defiance while staring ahead,
"I'm not the kind of person who blubbers every
time I come across difficulty, I'll have you know
that I've dealt with far more..."
stopped mid-sentence when I realised I was
essentially having a blazing row with myself. I
raised my palms yet intentionally kept my gaze away
from my hands. There was silence while I calmed my
name's Hazel," I said, "What is yours?"
the name I was expecting and was puzzled. I wondered
if there may be more entities within my body that had
yet to speak.
who is Laila?" I asked.
tears within my eyes overflowed down my cheeks. I
made no complaint for I had no wish to start yelling
again. It was imperative to remain calm.
my sister," I replied, "We were in the
forest then attacked by a human. I was taken prisoner
and trapped inside a container."
you not human?" I asked.
a fairy," I said, "Now I don't know where I
am or what's happening to me. Where's Laila?"
suspicions were correct. I had been infected, whether
intentionally or accidentally by the priest, with
essence of fairy that was flowing within my veins due
to the injury upon my hand. Ironically it was from
one my own potion vials so I was the very person who
captured Nissa in the first place. Using fairies as a
catalyst for potions was common practice until they
began to decline in numbers.
forest hasn't existed for nigh on eighty years,"
I said, "You've been trapped for a very long
time. Your race is all but extinct."
was silence but my warm tears continued to flow so I
decided to quickly add a lie to what I had said in
order to make Nissa feel a little better.
is to say your race within this village," I said,
"Fairies still thrive elsewhere."
am I?" I said in practically a whisper.
my eyes around the location once more letting Nissa
get a good look at the surroundings.
were captured and sealed within a glass vial," I
said matter-of-factly, "Your forest home has
receded due to the increasing population of the
neighbouring village. This moor is all that remains.
A ghastly evil man attacked me and used you as a
potion but now it seems you've possessed my body."
I didn't..." I replied before I quickly
not your fault," I said, "I'm not blaming
you, but do you think you can leave my body? Can you
at least try?"
down at myself and held my arms outstretched in front
of me then started wiggling my fingers.
is my body," I said.
it's mine," I replied, "You're a fairy, I'm
it feels like mine," I said.
decided to end the conversation for it was clear we
were going in circles again. Instead I began heading
down the path hoping I would remain in control of my
legs long enough to reach home. The image of dried
leaves and a ring of toadstools filled my mind as my
image of home, yet knew I was referring to my cottage.
I sensed our minds as well as our bodies were
4 - The Witch's Cottage
help but babble all kinds of nonsense as I proceeded
down the gravel path heading for home. At times I
wasn't sure if it was me or the witch talking as my
mouth appeared to move of its own accord. I was
already losing myself forgetting who was who for I
myself was the witch not the fairy, or was I the
fairy controlling the witch's body, I was at a loss.
be fine," I said trying to remain positive,
"As soon as we get home I'm sure I'll be able to
concoct something that'll separate us."
as the fairy was gone that's all that mattered even
if it meant its death, but I tried to keep that
thought distant just in case the fairy sensed what I
was thinking. I just hoped there were enough potions
left in my ransacked cottage.
evil man stated that he cracked the cauldron," I
did you know that?" I asked.
didn't," I replied, "It was you that spoke
I took a
deep breath then spat upon the ground with repressed
annoyance as I continued down the gravel path.
rude, please refrain yourself from spitting," I
ignored my own words then spat again out of defiance
as I sped up my pace. The sooner the blasted creature
was out of my body the better. Thoughts filled my
mind as to what I would do if the fairy was released
and if I should recapture it again for the sake of
another potion ingredient. I grinned at the thought
then remembered to repress such a notion. Another
thought then entered my mind as to the powers fairies
had for their bodies possessed magical properties
I asked calmly.
kind of fairy are you?" I asked, "Are you a
fairy queen? Can you cast spells?"
was a long pause before I responded as though I had
offended Nissa in some way.
don't cast spells," I responded, "And I'm
not a queen I'm a boy."
I said with surprise, "I thought you a girl. I
imagined all fairies to be female but I suppose that
would make no sense."
you must have some powers," I added.
do but it's due to casting spells, crafting potions
and the like," I replied, "Otherwise I'm
just a normal person."
you're a fairy," I said.
it's you I'm referring to," I responded.
I moaned before spitting upon the ground yet again,
"We should refer to each other by name from this
moment on. I'm beginning to not know who I am anymore."
Nissa," I said.
my head while continuing down the path, focusing upon
the sounds of my shoes against the gravel,
intentionally trying to distract myself before I
became totally insane. The roof of my cottage
gradually came into view as we circled a small hill
causing a sense of relief but that feeling soon
passed when I saw smoke wafting above. Instinctively
I broke into a run.
no, no!" I yelled not knowing which of us were
saying those words.
caught sight of my cottage ahead all I could see was
the hollowed out shell of the building among thick
wafts of smoke. The thatched roof, window shutters,
window glass, and the front door were all gone,
burned to cinders. I could only imagine as to the
state of the inside and all my most precious
pay for this mark my words!" I growled.
down," I said softly, "For your own sake
rest your angered mind. You need to think clearly."
my head with surprise at the fairy's words knowing I
needed to calm myself if I was to formulate a plan of
revenge, but it was likely not what the fairy had
potions may still be salvageable," I said softly,
"We can, that is to say may still be able to
recover from this setback."
flopped directly into the ground in front of my
cottage, a sense of helplessness filling my soul, for
I had lost everything. Repositioning myself into a
kneeling position I continued to stare ahead. I was
hot and flustered but it was imperative to remain
calm for my own feelings of despair could prove fatal.
I could no longer tell whose thoughts belonged to who
as I sensed our human and fairy minds continue to
entwine. I wondered if the fairy died within my body
if I would be free of this infernal curse or if I
would perish too.
would if I could," I said as I continued to sit
staring at the smoke wafting from what I once called
what?" I asked.
would relinquish my life willingly to save yours,"
wasn't seriously pondering the idea," I said,
"I've no desire to cause you harm."
know what I was saying. I cared no more for fairies
than I did of insects and would happily swat one
without a second thought, my mind was effected and it
was difficult to retain my sense of self.
was the witch's home," I said while heaving
myself to my feet, "My real home is in the
forest, but alas that has gone too, so it seems we
are now both homeless."
I am the witch..." I said before stopping myself
mid-sentence not wishing to argue about personal
you really believe you can separate us?" I asked.
I said then took another moment to think, "If I
still had my potions and spells then possibly, but as
things stand I doubt it."
I want revenge," I said bluntly, "Make
certain that evil man gets what he deserves, his
comeuppance should be death and make sure he suffers
in the process."
you say that or did I?" I asked with surprise,
"You're the fairy speaking? Nissa?"
was silence. It was clear our entwined minds were
working both ways and my thoughts of revenge were
influencing the fairy, either that or fairies were
not as gentle as I believed them to be.
I took a
number of careful steps forward, wafting smoke from
my face, as I approached the cottage. My heart
trembled as I stood in the stone arch doorway looking
at the devastation within. The smell of burned wood
filled my nose.
careful," I whispered.
tentative step through the doorway I placed my foot
against the burned husk of the doormat gazing my eyes
at what remained of my once beautiful cottage. The
stone walls were black, the floor coated with ash and
the remains of the rafters let in daylight from above.
For something that was still wafting smoke the
cottage felt frightfully cold.
mirror above the mantelpiece was thick with ash. As I
took a number of steps closer I could see its once
splendorous frame cracked and broken. I wiped the
mirror's surface with my hand revealing the large
crack within the glass along with my reflection. My
heart sank. The mirror had been the centrepiece of
the room, something I was proud to display.
pretty," I said to my reflection.
ignored my words whilst deep in thought.
a chest in the back room," I said softly, "It
may have survived..."
carefully walked across the living room as each
crunch of burned ash beneath my feet caused me to
wince with despair. My heart pounded within my chest
as I anticipated the damage I would witness in the
room beyond. Just like the front of the cottage the
door was no more with just the archway and metal
calm your thoughts," I mimed with my mouth as
the words struggled to form.
room was strewn with a blanket of black ash covering
the remnants of furniture. My caldron rested upon the
stone floor, cracked in two, with its large ladle
bent in a contorted position upon itself. The priest
couldn't have performed such a feat alone. My
workbench and shelves containing my enchantments and
potions were no more. Nothing remained of my many
chest," I quickly said pointing at a large pile
of ash in the corner of the room.
stepped forward eager to see what of it had survived
then forced myself to tread carefully upon the ashes
beneath my feet which continued to crunch with each
the ash from the top of the chest first I was
relieved to discover that it was still intact albeit
charred black. The key I kept within my waist pouch
was of no use as the lock had burned away from its
fixings so I simply opened the lid of the chest
causing it to snap within my grasp. I turned then
coughed as smoke wafted into the air. I sensed Nissa
trying to speak but alas my body was still busy
coughing. I gulped a number of times trying to sooth
are those?" I asked pointing at a number of
glass vials only partially charred.
were spell ingredients, many being essence of fairy,
so I chose not to reply and focused my thoughts upon
don't need those," I said, "I'm looking for
my wand. It helps to enhance my verbal spells. I
normally don't require such a thing but under the
circumstances need all the help I can get."
rummaging through the chest which also contained such
mundane items as blankets and meaningless trinkets. I
wished I had been more organised but it wasn't
expected that anyone would dare burn the cottage of a
witch. A flash of a distant memory entered my mind as
I felt the wand between my fingers.
stole it didn't you?" I said.
before replying trying to clear my thoughts.
I said in a forced nonchalant tone, "I acquired
it from a warlock to prevent him from performing evil."
was my response.
I took a
deep breath only to start coughing again, then heaved
myself to my feet. My urge to spit was strong but I
felt it would be rude to do such a thing so did so
nevertheless only to cringe with embarrassment
afterwards. I needed this blasted fairy out of my
body as soon as possible.
I held within my grasp was lucky to survive
considering it was essentially a short twig, but with
so many enchantments over the years it had the
ability to retain power as well as focus the power of
the user. I only hoped the feeble stick still worked.
should test it," I said as I left the doorway of
my dilapidated cottage, "Something simple, a
levitation spell perhaps. Lift that stone."
glanced around looking for the stone I was referring
to before pointing at it. I felt my stomach wince
with fear as I caught sight of my own hand again. I
still wasn't used to my human body.
not my usual forte," I said, "But I'll give
it a try."
the wand in my left hand, for my right was still
bloodied, I concentrated upon the stone. I felt I was
performing a conjuring trick more so than casting a
spell but had to make do with what I had at my
disposal. I paused whilst thinking of an appropriate
before me," I said before shaking my head as to
the possible double meaning for the word rock.
cleared my throat.
of stone," I said with a false tone of
confidence, "I command you. Raise from the earth,
float within the air, move swiftly as a bird..."
you were thrown!" I quickly interrupted myself.
stopped and cursed myself within my thoughts.
not nice to swear," I said softly.
please desist from interruption!" I snapped as I
wiped sweat from my brow, "This is not a game,
this is a spell of witchcraft, not a rhyming chant."
sorry," I replied to myself.
I took a
deep breath but held back my urge to spit upon the
of stone," I began again raising the wand once
more, "I command you. Raise from the earth,
float within the air, move swiftly as a bird... like...
tingled as the rock gradually started to lift from
the ground. I couldn't help but grin widely as it
swiftly flew through the air in the opposite
direction at a fair distance before falling to the
You did it!" I chirped whist jumping up and down
on the spot.
an odd feeling to fill someone with joy for doing
something so trivial. It was useless as a weapon
after all, for I could simply throw a stone with the
same force, it was nothing more than a test. It was a
good feeling nevertheless.
down," I said as my feet continued skipping on
have special powers," I said with happiness,
"You can do anything."
only wish that were true," I replied.
5 - The Fairy's Despair
of the sun changed to red as it was already in the
process of setting. I had no wish to traverse the
moor in the dark so hurried myself back along the
path heading for the village itself, the stench of my
burned out home still entrapped within my sinuses. My
footsteps were steady with no interference from the
fairy, in fact Nissa was quiet causing me concern. I
shook the caring thought from my mind for I hoped the
blasted little creature had somehow left my body.
I'm still here," I said softly having overheard
need to make haste to get to the village before
nightfall," I said in a matter of fact tone,
"If the priest thinks he's safe in his church
then he's in for a very unpleasant surprise."
was still quiet while my shoes trod heavy against the
grass increasing my stride. I sighed with annoyance
frustrated with my newly acquired sense of empathy.
wrong?" I asked softly.
just..." I said before pausing mid-sentence,
"What if this proves permanent? Will we remain
together for the rest of our lives? And what if you
do manage to separate us? I'm still alone? I will
never see my family or home again. I can't travel to
loudly turning my head to one side as my eyes warmed
with impending tears. My mind raced with possible
responses as to calm Nissa down but I couldn't think
of anything suitable. Part of me sensed that it was
imperative to not cause a fairy distress.
won't be so bad if this proves permanent," I
said thinking on my feet as to the best choice of
words, "You're pleasant company and I'm sure we'll
become good friends. And if we do ever separate I'll
return you to another forest where you can live with
others of your kind."
are no others of my kind," I said firmly, "And
I know when you're lying."
stopped walking and placed my fists firmly upon my
hips in defiance yet was unsure which one of us was
doing so. Repressing my urge to yell I tried my best
to focus upon calming thoughts for both our sakes.
are still others of your kind," I said, "Fairies
are incredibly rare but they are far from extinct. I'm
sure it wouldn't take too long for you to find others
if I released you in practically any forest in the
calm yourself please," I said, "I cannot do
this with a face full of tears."
my sleeve across my cheeks and continued down the
path pleased with myself that I managed to calm Nissa
down. I just hoped the wretched creature would stay
that way long enough to reach the village without
priest?" I said bluntly, "I thought a
warlock did this, you mentioned a priest. How could a
priest do such a thing?"
I bit my
an evil priest," I quickly responded, "He
stole my potions to use against me. I practice the
art of magic only for the sake of helping others but
the priest uses witchcraft for his own ends. He cares
for no one."
gritted my teeth knowing full well Nissa could sense
my lies. It was certainly possible she now knew the
full truth and it was I that was the evil one.
6 - Revenge
remained quiet for the rest of the journey across the
moor to the village. The church was in sight as I
continued at a steady pace. The sounds of slamming
doors and shutters could be heard from the nearby
cottages. The people knew exactly who I was and what
I was capable of, but they had no need to fear me for
I only had one person in my sights that day.
breeze teased my tunic causing my chest to tingle but
it was certainly possible that it was fear rather
than cold causing me to shudder. The priest likely
still possessed a number of my concoctions at his
disposal while all I had was the magician's wand
along with the distraction of a fairy.
down the church path, which was bordered by graves, I
relished the idea of filling another with the priest
himself as its occupant, whether he be alive or dead
it mattered not. The thick oak door of the church
slammed shut as I made my approach. I calmly
responded by raising the wand.
just want to talk with you!" I called out at the
my head for it wasn't me that that uttered those
with your words," I told Nissa softly, "It's
imperative the priest does not know of your existence."
my arm pointing the wand toward the church door.
be gone!" I said in a forceful tone causing
light to blast from the wand shattering the door
leaving nothing but splinters.
the church, between the empty pews, I caught sight of
the priest who stood defiant raising a golden
crucifix in his hands. Realising it was having no
effect upon me he placed it down upon the altar then
tried his best to smile.
child," he said exposing his palms, "You
wish to speak with me? I'm sure we can discuss this."
glanced upon his person seeing if he had any pockets
in his priest clothing for concealed potions. There
didn't appear to be any but I remained cautious
nevertheless as I made my approach.
a good man, we need your..." I said before
cupping my mouth with my hands.
Nissa within my mind begging him to remain silent. I
shook my head vigorously then lowered my hands once
more before clearing my throat.
a priest you're expected to be a good man," I
said rephrasing the words Nissa had spoken, "But
you're no more than a hypocrite. You burned down my
beloved home, destroyed my spell books, smashed my
potions and have put and end to my life's work. So
prepare to die!"
my wand while the priest turned his head from one
side to the other trying to find a place to hide. My
hand trembled as tears strewn down my cheeks. Nissa
was feeling my distress while I in turn felt his.
I said quickly wiping my hand over my wet face.
advantage of my hesitation the priest lurched himself
behind a pew then crawled into the vestry. I swiftly
ran forward before he can chance to close the door
which had the effect of slamming it against his face.
so sorry!" I quickly said while the priest
clambered to his feet grabbing his cloak hanging from
a nearby hook.
I felt a
sense of panic watching him frantically searching for
the pocket and its concealed potion within. I pointed
my wand holding it in both hands in the most
threatening manner possible hoping he would catch
sight of it and cease his actions. It was difficult
to think with Nissa screaming at me within my mind. I
wanted to cast a spell of death but couldn't form the
words. Sweat poured down my brow as I caught sight of
the glass vial in the priest's hand. He clearly had
no idea what it was so just as long as he didn't
infect me with its contents I would remain safe.
your intention!" I demanded still grasping my
wand tightly in both hands, "Place that potion
priest stared at me then calmly did as I told him. My
arms shook but Nissa was not allowing me to cast the
spell. I couldn't let the priest know of my fairy
possession however so still did my best to intimidate
have the power of life and death over you!" I
boomed at the priest who cowered before me, "I
can end you with just the utterance of a few words.
Give me a reason to spare you."
stared at his face while he trembled with fright
before I glanced at the glass vial placed upon the
floor in front of him. It contained a gaseous
substance most likely essence of fairy as before.
told me he stole the concoction from you," I
whispered leaning for a closer inspection, "But
my head then crouched down picking up the vial. In a
flash I threw it to the ground, smashing the glass to
tiny fragments releasing the wisp inside. Nothing
happened as the gas dispersed. What remained of the
fairy inside had perished.
knew you were bad, I sensed your lies and deceptions,
but I never knew you were truly evil!" I
screamed at myself, "You captured me, you
captured Laila, you captured my family, you killed my
entire race for your evil potions. How could you?!"
priest was perplexed as to who I was yelling at. I
closed my eyes with annoyance knowing that the priest
suspected I had turned insane, then suddenly in a
flash the fairy's screams vanished from my mind. My
faculties had returned, I was a witch once more. I
pointed my wand ready for the kill. I grinned widely
forming the words of a most ghastly spell within my
mind. I opened my mouth ready to speak.
quiet. I sensed something was seriously wrong. Nissa
was dead. With the fairy no longer influencing my
mind I was finally able to think straight, I should
have been overjoyed, yet I felt sad. My eyes warmed
yet again as tears began to form, flowing down my
down at the priest who stared at the wand of which I
still had pointing in his direction. I lowered it
then immediately shook myself from my own stupid
sense of despair. I was grieving for something no
more worthy of my compassion than an insect. Raising
the wand once more I pointed it at the priest.
before me," I said with confidence sniffing away
my nose-tears, "You will... your life will..."
cleared my throat.
before me," I continued, "Your life will...
you will be no more..."
cast the spell, but it wasn't Nissa preventing me
this time but myself.
me father for I have sinned!" I said before
collapsing to the floor and sobbing loudly.
7 - A New Home
for my cottage was a long and laborious process. The
townspeople assisted but other than the stonework it
practically required a total rebuild.
been many months since my change of heart due to
Nissa's demise but I was looking upon the positive
side and seeing it as a stepping stone to a more
productive life. I was using my witchcraft for good
rather than for my own selfish ends.
Father Wilbert said to one of the masons assisting
with roof repair as he carried a large beam.
proceeded to help him carry the heavy object through
the door arch of the cottage. I followed behind
wishing I could use a spell to raise such objects but
knowing it would be frowned upon.
the roof's finished I can move in again," I said,
"The innkeeper's been more than welcoming these
past months but I'm taking up a room that could
otherwise be used by paying guests."
it'll be another couple of weeks at least I'm afraid,"
the masoner said, "Then there's the thatch to
back outside giving the masoner and other workers
inside space to work while Father Wilbert followed. I
sat upon a clump of earth staring ahead at the gravel
path that wound its way across the moor. I could see
the impression of the large crevice in the ground
created by one of my previous encounters long ago in
the past, the very encounter when I had stolen my
wand from a warlock in fact. I had to bury my past
discretions in the back of my mind so I could live
with my own conscience which was nonexistent before
are you coping?" Father Wilbert asked as he sat
beside me upon the clump of earth.
I took a
large intake of breath.
doing as well as can be expected," I replied,
"Talking to you and confessing my sins has done
me a world of good, but I'm still grieving. I feel I've
lost a loved one."
get better as time passes," Wilbert said, "So
long as you remain on the straight and narrow, using
your powers for good, then things'll improve."
of powers caused the image of my chest of items to
enter my mind as well as the many vials containing
essence of fairy. I wondered if they could be
released. I then remembered the incident in the
church knowing that upon release the wisp simply
disperses. Another thought then flashed through my
mind causing me to jump to my feet and hurry back
into the cottage.
are you going?!" Father Wilbert called out as he
hurried along behind.
caught me in the back room crouching in front of my
open chest looking at the glass vials inside. They
all contained the white gaseous substance known as
essence of fairy.
should be destroyed," Father Wilbert said.
up at him then upon the scar upon my hand.
I know a way to save them," I said.