lost Nova, whom he knew he was falling in love with.
"Brother, it looks like you are in quite the conundrum here." Larkin said, patting Drake on the shoulder, "So, my work here is done, for now." He stepped back, preparing to teleport to Valkala. "Oh, one last thing, Drake. Round up the demons and clean up your mess before I have to do it for you." With a burst of white light, he was gone.
Drake went to the bar and poured himself a drink; life was just easier when you were the evil one. Now he was floundering, trying to find where he fit in to this changing world. Deciding that he wasn't going to find the answer at the bottom of the whiskey bottle, he tossed back what was in his glass, and figuring a cold shower was in order, headed to his room. Tomorrow was another day, and he would figure out how to stop Felken and avenge Aideen's death at the same time, because that was the only way he could live with himself.
Back at the cottage, Nova recounted the tale of how she had come fully into her powers. The electric feeling and infinite knowledge that encompassed her body and mind.
"I'm telling you, it was like nothing I have ever felt before. One minute I was running from the fight and desperately seeking a way to help, and then bam! I was picking myself up off the ground and I knew that I could communicate with the Dryads, the tree faeries. I was filled with knowledge, like I knew there were no longer limitations on my abilities." Nova described excitedly. "Seriously, it was as if the goddess herself came down and just slapped me with knowledge."
Kyna, being the one who always had to know, why , was taking it all in and trying to understand how something like that could have happened; she was just trying to make sense of it all.
"I can hear your mind working from across the room Kyna, let it go. This is magic at its best, and I for one am going to embrace it and hope it happens to me." Branna said, excited at the prospect. She had always loved everything about being a witch and never stopped trying to learn new things.
"Oh, I agree, but it would still be nice to know what triggered it." Kyna said thoughtfully.
Rising from the couch, Rían addressed Kyna. "Each one of you is capable of magic beyond all imagination." Turning so everyone could hear him, he said, "You were born of the dark Underworld, but you are also made of so much more. As Larkin said, the Universe commands balance, so you cannot have the dark without the light."
"But what does that mean for us, especially relating to the prophecy?" Nova asked him.
"The prophecy was written that you bring destruction to those who stand against you. It does not speak directly of Drake, so it could mean Felken instead. Your dark powers will strengthen you for a fight against him, but it is the light within you that will allow you to make the right choices and direct those powers where they are needed most." he finished.
Nova thought about this for a moment. "So, is it the light within me that allows me to feel, what I feel for Drake?" She was still conflicted over her feelings for him. While she thought she loved him, there was a tremendous amount of guilt that came with those feelings. Especially after he decided to pursue his revenge for Aideen's death. What about me? She thought. Where do I fit in his plans?
"It could very well be, Nova; we cannot know for sure. You are the only three of your kind, super witches if you will. You could be completely unstoppable for all we know." said Rían with a healthy dose of respect in his voice.
Decklin cleared his throat, "But girls, ye must all stick close together for now. We doona want any repeats of what happened with Nova. Ye ken what I mean lasses?"
All three girls affirmed that they would be careful and alert, then rose to give their Granda a hug and kiss before retiring for the night.
Nova woke the next morning a bit surprised and more than a little disappointed to have slept soundly all night long. A part of
"Brother, it looks like you are in quite the conundrum here." Larkin said, patting Drake on the shoulder, "So, my work here is done, for now." He stepped back, preparing to teleport to Valkala. "Oh, one last thing, Drake. Round up the demons and clean up your mess before I have to do it for you." With a burst of white light, he was gone.
Drake went to the bar and poured himself a drink; life was just easier when you were the evil one. Now he was floundering, trying to find where he fit in to this changing world. Deciding that he wasn't going to find the answer at the bottom of the whiskey bottle, he tossed back what was in his glass, and figuring a cold shower was in order, headed to his room. Tomorrow was another day, and he would figure out how to stop Felken and avenge Aideen's death at the same time, because that was the only way he could live with himself.
Back at the cottage, Nova recounted the tale of how she had come fully into her powers. The electric feeling and infinite knowledge that encompassed her body and mind.
"I'm telling you, it was like nothing I have ever felt before. One minute I was running from the fight and desperately seeking a way to help, and then bam! I was picking myself up off the ground and I knew that I could communicate with the Dryads, the tree faeries. I was filled with knowledge, like I knew there were no longer limitations on my abilities." Nova described excitedly. "Seriously, it was as if the goddess herself came down and just slapped me with knowledge."
Kyna, being the one who always had to know, why , was taking it all in and trying to understand how something like that could have happened; she was just trying to make sense of it all.
"I can hear your mind working from across the room Kyna, let it go. This is magic at its best, and I for one am going to embrace it and hope it happens to me." Branna said, excited at the prospect. She had always loved everything about being a witch and never stopped trying to learn new things.
"Oh, I agree, but it would still be nice to know what triggered it." Kyna said thoughtfully.
Rising from the couch, Rían addressed Kyna. "Each one of you is capable of magic beyond all imagination." Turning so everyone could hear him, he said, "You were born of the dark Underworld, but you are also made of so much more. As Larkin said, the Universe commands balance, so you cannot have the dark without the light."
"But what does that mean for us, especially relating to the prophecy?" Nova asked him.
"The prophecy was written that you bring destruction to those who stand against you. It does not speak directly of Drake, so it could mean Felken instead. Your dark powers will strengthen you for a fight against him, but it is the light within you that will allow you to make the right choices and direct those powers where they are needed most." he finished.
Nova thought about this for a moment. "So, is it the light within me that allows me to feel, what I feel for Drake?" She was still conflicted over her feelings for him. While she thought she loved him, there was a tremendous amount of guilt that came with those feelings. Especially after he decided to pursue his revenge for Aideen's death. What about me? She thought. Where do I fit in his plans?
"It could very well be, Nova; we cannot know for sure. You are the only three of your kind, super witches if you will. You could be completely unstoppable for all we know." said Rían with a healthy dose of respect in his voice.
Decklin cleared his throat, "But girls, ye must all stick close together for now. We doona want any repeats of what happened with Nova. Ye ken what I mean lasses?"
All three girls affirmed that they would be careful and alert, then rose to give their Granda a hug and kiss before retiring for the night.
Nova woke the next morning a bit surprised and more than a little disappointed to have slept soundly all night long. A part of
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