The Beginning
It was dark inside her secluded home, located deep in the marsh. The only light was an eerie green glow coming from the book that was open in front of her. She cast a circle on the floor surrounding herself, it began to glow as well, but it was a deep purple. Her features were darkened and her white hair looked as if it had just turned purple. Her smile looked strange in the dark light, but she was happy for it was working. She closed her eyes and began to recite the spell that she had been dying to try.
She began to speak the foreign language, slowly getting louder with every word, putting more passion into each one. Her eyes began to glow a deep red. As she yelled the last words of the spell, her house began to shake and her body jerked violently. All of her potions and ingredients fell off of the shells. Bottles smashing as they hit the floor, their contents spewing everywhere. Her head jerked back so that her face was towards the ceiling, the glow in her eyes intensified as she let out a blood curdling scream. When she opened her mouth the same blood red glow shone out of it, illuminating her whole house and the swamp in the sickening red color. While this was happening, another force was escaping, a shadow as black as night rose out of her spell book, and escaped with lightening speed out her chimney into the night. The witch princess, let out a final howl, then collapsed to the floor. Every light, and every movement stopped as she hit the ground, darkness enveloping her limp body.
I know this is very short but its just an introduction, please give some feedback and I will update as often as I can. :)