Page 6 of Treasured Secrets
"Magic surrounds us all."
And so it began. I heard of Isis Bradbury, the first conductor for magic. A woman with a pure light and a warm heart who fought against the dark forces of Dramus Craymon and his men. The dark forces were draining witches of their essences, stealing their strength before they gained their immortality.
Isis found her soul mate, Merlin, who then became the first mortal to achieve immortality. The pair became two swords for the same cause - keep the innocent safe.
Life or death has a way of putting things into perspective, and it's necessary to have in any good story, so Iris's story certainly poured on the consequences, making it sublimely enthralling.
I hung on the edge of my seat as she spoke with the drama needed to push the story over the edge. My heart thudded with each description of the powerful magic beings she presented with such conviction. My breath was stolen when she spoke of the wars and deaths that came with them.
Blazers who controlled fire. Electrics who shot out streaks of powerful energy. Healers who saved and took life in the same breath. Elementals who controlled the winds, the waters, the earth itself. Drainers who stole your memories and left you in a heap of lost confusion. Shape shifters called changers who betrayed the good force to be in league with the dark. It was amazing.
Soul mates and destiny. Ah. It was a romance and a suspenseful tale in one. Allora, Dramus's soul mate, was killed to weaken him, but he ran instead of fighting to save her. Merlin loved Isis too much to desert her. They were stronger together because of their bond. It was enough to make me sigh in dreamy bliss.
Dramus was the best villain I'd ever heard of, and Isis was the most sensational heroine I'd ever envisioned. One thing was for certain, Grandma Iris new how to tell a story.
But the exciting story turned sad, stealing my breath with a painful resolve as it came to a close. Tears filled my grandmother's eyes as she stared off into space. It almost seemed like a memory instead of an old fable. Her voice cracked, her breath rattled, and her body tensed as she uttered the last few words.
"Merlin fell, along with three of Isis's children. It seemed as though Dramus would win the war. But then Isis threw herself at Dramus, surprising everyone. She latched on, and then the darkness lit up with the explosion that ensued.
"A powerful eruption threw them all back, and it decimated the remaining followers Dramus had with him. The scales had been tipped, the war was over, and the light had won, but the cost was grave. Only two of her children survived, and Isis and Merlin were no more."
Ashes littered the air, and a blazing battlefield roared with dark figures swarming all around. Bright, blinding lights surrounded a indefinably beautiful woman whose name I did not know.
She had exquisitely long blonde hair, and she was filled with the utmost grace and elegance, despite the war that was raging on around her. She was fighting against the dark atrocious shadow soldiers that were thundering toward her with a vicious, insatiable appetite for destruction and death.
They were soulless and merciless as they obliterated all those blocking their path to her. The undeniable pungent smell of death surrounded them as they continued on with their terrifyingly ferocious attack. The monsters only seemed to grow as they made their way toward her.
Rain pounded on them all like downward flying daggers as the battle grew more fierce between the monsters and the woman. She was throwing swirling blue fire and streaks electricity at them. She was bending the wind to do her will as it pushed against the dark forces like an impenetrable wall.
It was almost like watching a dance as she leapt from place to place, launching her attacks. She was so amazingly agile as the power flowed through her with such indescribable intensity. She flew through them almost effortlessly, it seemed.
Then the darkest shadow of them all stood before her suddenly. He was the epitome of evil itself, and he destroyed everything around her with one massively destructive blow.
She screamed and cried out in agonizing pain when it seemed all had been lost. She threw herself at him and a colossal blinding white light suddenly erupted into the air with a deafening boom as the earth rattled beneath it.
Very slowly, the smoke began to settle. The light gradually faded until it was gone. There was still a slight bit of smoke obstructing my view when the woman finally turned back around, but it was no longer her… it was me, and I spoke through an echoed tone.
"Save them all."
Chapter 3
School and ... Boys
You only get one chance to make a first impression.
The alarm buzzed in my ear with such deafening and terrifying annoyance. I actually fell out of bed from the startling panic it had created. I felt foolish as I climbed to my feet and turned it off.
I never had to use an alarm before. It was a horrible little invention. Who wants to be scared awake?
My wild dream had left me restless for the rest of the night. No more bedtime stories from Iris on a school night.
I got ready, wearing the ensemble that Aster and Ash had laid out for me. Then I went and applied my makeup, just as I had been instructed to do. I wondered idly if Iris was going to drive me or let me drive one of their vehicles.
As I made it down the stairs, everyone was waiting for me.
"Do you guys ever go home?" I asked to my siblings.
They all chuckled as they came to stand behind Iris and George. "We had to see this," Jay said, a big smile on his face.
