Wolf Magic: A Fantasy of Werewolves and Witches in the Twilight by Sascha Illyvich Page A
Authors: Sascha Illyvich
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saw the white-hot ball hovering between her knees. Exhaling sharply, she sank her hands into the soft ground and sighed.
For a moment, a giant weight lifted from her shoulders.
She looked into the sky, then back at the ball of life, glowing with energy. The essence of lupine, thick with the odor of dirt and fur, she realized she'd only swapped one burden for a much heavier one.
The fact was, she 'd birthed the wolves in order to save humankind from its own destructive tendencies, providing them with the salvation of entrance to Heaven, a beautiful place with peaceful days and clear skies. The wolves were tranquil, calm yet fierce and brave. Just as man was supposed to be.
It seemed the wolves shared the same burden the Christians would place upon their savior when they crucified him.
Warm tears continued to slide down Emesh's face as a cool rain began to fall. How she wished her mate was alive to be here with her for this miracle.
The ball of light and life hovered before her, glowing. Within seconds, it exploded, sending little bursts of each life in different directions, flying faster and faster from her without even so much as a goodbye, or a thank you.
One glittery light floated before Emesh.
Reaching out, she captured the sparkle of life, felt the warmth and decided then her babies needed a guardian here on Earth who would help guide them toward the prophecy.
Lucky to be blessed with powers beyond the norm, Emesh decided to give birth to a human with wolves ' blood. Someone she could communicate with and trust. It would take time to find the right mortal to mate with, but she had all the time in the world for her wolves.
* * * *
Gray strands of hair brushed against her face as the low hum of life buzzed around her. Walking slowly into the open, she spread her arms out, remembering how her great godmother, Emesh, had given birth to something she found so incredibly beautiful in a spot similar to this so many years ago. The fertile soil of the land contained nutrients to nourish, to cleanse as did the air and surrounding vegetation.
" This clearing has power," Emese muttered to nobody in particular, aware of the fact she'd been followed.
She knew which pup had followed too. He would grow to be a strong, pack Alpha. But the madness of the Flower Maiden, the curse cast down upon certain wolves by a few other jealous gods, would catch up to him sooner or later and he would have to be dealt with. The curse would drive him insane and make him turn his back on his kind.
Pulling back her hair from her face, she realized he might as well at least be given a chance before she wrote off the entire pack. The humans were starting wars in various parts of the world, sometimes dragging the wolves into their dirty habits. She had to wonder, shrugging her shoulders at the thought of what she had done so many years ago in creating something so beautiful and blessed as the wolves, knowing someone would interfere with her affairs.
Hopefully the guardian she created recently would be able to stop the Flower Maiden.
"I know you're here Kiba. Come out."
Leaves and tall grass rustled, but nothing happened. It took her a second to find him, but she let him be. "Fine. Have it your way. Listen to the spirits. Let them tell you of this world and its history."
Emese closed her eyes and knelt, more strands of gray hair falling into her face, hiding her eyes.
A gentle wind blew, swirling loose leaves and debris, lifting Emese's body from the ground. She opened her eyes and started to speak. The words were familiar, but the voice was not her own.
" The lands that used to be the Austro-Hungarian Empire were once filled with a definite, bright spark of life. Fields of brightly colored flowers and vineyards as far as the eye could see dotted the land. Lush forests around Lake Balaton breathed life into the region and brought prosperity.
Then there were the inhabitants. Wolves.
The chosen beings of The Goddess, often
For a moment, a giant weight lifted from her shoulders.
She looked into the sky, then back at the ball of life, glowing with energy. The essence of lupine, thick with the odor of dirt and fur, she realized she'd only swapped one burden for a much heavier one.
The fact was, she 'd birthed the wolves in order to save humankind from its own destructive tendencies, providing them with the salvation of entrance to Heaven, a beautiful place with peaceful days and clear skies. The wolves were tranquil, calm yet fierce and brave. Just as man was supposed to be.
It seemed the wolves shared the same burden the Christians would place upon their savior when they crucified him.
Warm tears continued to slide down Emesh's face as a cool rain began to fall. How she wished her mate was alive to be here with her for this miracle.
The ball of light and life hovered before her, glowing. Within seconds, it exploded, sending little bursts of each life in different directions, flying faster and faster from her without even so much as a goodbye, or a thank you.
One glittery light floated before Emesh.
Reaching out, she captured the sparkle of life, felt the warmth and decided then her babies needed a guardian here on Earth who would help guide them toward the prophecy.
Lucky to be blessed with powers beyond the norm, Emesh decided to give birth to a human with wolves ' blood. Someone she could communicate with and trust. It would take time to find the right mortal to mate with, but she had all the time in the world for her wolves.
* * * *
Gray strands of hair brushed against her face as the low hum of life buzzed around her. Walking slowly into the open, she spread her arms out, remembering how her great godmother, Emesh, had given birth to something she found so incredibly beautiful in a spot similar to this so many years ago. The fertile soil of the land contained nutrients to nourish, to cleanse as did the air and surrounding vegetation.
" This clearing has power," Emese muttered to nobody in particular, aware of the fact she'd been followed.
She knew which pup had followed too. He would grow to be a strong, pack Alpha. But the madness of the Flower Maiden, the curse cast down upon certain wolves by a few other jealous gods, would catch up to him sooner or later and he would have to be dealt with. The curse would drive him insane and make him turn his back on his kind.
Pulling back her hair from her face, she realized he might as well at least be given a chance before she wrote off the entire pack. The humans were starting wars in various parts of the world, sometimes dragging the wolves into their dirty habits. She had to wonder, shrugging her shoulders at the thought of what she had done so many years ago in creating something so beautiful and blessed as the wolves, knowing someone would interfere with her affairs.
Hopefully the guardian she created recently would be able to stop the Flower Maiden.
"I know you're here Kiba. Come out."
Leaves and tall grass rustled, but nothing happened. It took her a second to find him, but she let him be. "Fine. Have it your way. Listen to the spirits. Let them tell you of this world and its history."
Emese closed her eyes and knelt, more strands of gray hair falling into her face, hiding her eyes.
A gentle wind blew, swirling loose leaves and debris, lifting Emese's body from the ground. She opened her eyes and started to speak. The words were familiar, but the voice was not her own.
" The lands that used to be the Austro-Hungarian Empire were once filled with a definite, bright spark of life. Fields of brightly colored flowers and vineyards as far as the eye could see dotted the land. Lush forests around Lake Balaton breathed life into the region and brought prosperity.
Then there were the inhabitants. Wolves.
The chosen beings of The Goddess, often
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