She was a witch.
A witch given one mission – to bring back the greatest
warriors in history to fight their most important battle ever. Should she
succeed, would she be able to control them? Should she fail the world as we
know it would cease to exist – and it would be all her fault.
Eavan stretched, enjoying
the noonday sun. She’d fallen asleep on the lawn reading a book. Again. How
could she help it? The weather had been perfect for weeks, the animals made
noise and frolicked. All too soon it would be winter and time to hide indoors.
She hated the cold. Always had. Her mom had told her it was
“a witch thing.” They either loved the cold or hated it. The down side? It was
always a witch having to hate one season or another. None seemed to like them
all.
Her mom, a more powerful witch than she, had told her to stay
close. She had this feeling that darkness would soon set upon them.
Eavan shook her head. Brinnie had always been dramatic. Her
mom really should have gone into acting.
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3 comments:
Great share...I must be a witch because I abhor being hot! *lol* Sorry for the screw up today. I've fixed the list and figured out what went wrong. Hope you'll forgive my faux pas and continue to be part of the group. I want to read more.
Oh the second paragraph makes me really curious.
Love it. Can't wait to read more.
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