(A/N - okay then as most ppl put these comment things at the top of each
post I've decided to do the same. Umm.thanks to all who have already
reviewed. This is the first fic I've actually posted anywhere so pls let me
know if its any good. If ppl say its good I might just type up the others (
if not I guess I wont bother and just continue my rambling away from
everyone else. So if you like pls r + r !!!!! umm night world belongs to
l.j.smith but all the characters belong to me so pls ask if u wish to use
them.
Okay this part has to go on it's own....This whole fic is dedicated to 2 of my best mates Libby (thanx for the review () for having had read, re read most of this fic helping me sort out spelling, grammar ect. And Steph who has encouraged, demanded and out right screamed at me to finish the fic. Soz it wasn't finished in time for Bloody Quills but there's always next year.
Okay enough ramblings.for now at least (
Part 1
Ebony Ashman sat in the centre of her chalk circle meditating. Around her were four silver bowls. A collection of stones, mainly rubies, was set to her right. A bowl of clear spring water to her left a stick of vanilla incense set in sand, its smoke floating around her. In front of her sat an unlit candle. Opening her eyes, Ebony looked at the deep crimson red candle.
"Kindle the fire," she whispered to herself. The candle flame spluttered into life. A mixture of reds and yellows filled Ebony's vision. She smiled at herself. She had always loved fire, even after what had happened to her family because of it. Fire whispered things to her, showed her things. Looking into the darkness of its depths she could see blurred movement. A vision. Without breaking her concentration Ebony quickly clipped up her long, fiery, red hair at the nape of her neck then moved closer to the flame. In the depths she could make out people, none familiar, but something about them was calling to her.
"Show me now what I must see, let my vision be clear to me." She whispered the age-old spell. Immediately the vision cleared. Pictures, people flashed in front of her. Staying only long enough for her to get a vague impression.
//Two boys/ two girls/ all powerful/ all beautiful/ all different/ a battle / no end/ a pentagram//
A cold wind whipped around Ebony's room. The flame faltered, and then vanished. The room was cast into darkness. Breaking the circle Ebony crossed the room and turned on the light. Sighing, she tidied up the broken circle.
"Where did that breeze come from hey?" She murmured to the tortishell kitten that was asleep on the cream patterned quilt that hung untidily on her bed. Ebony's mind kept replaying the vision over and over. Giving up on what the vision meant, Ebony got changed and climbed into her four-poster bed. Closing her eyes Ebony could still see the pentagram imprinted on the back of her eyelids.
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Okay again, thanks to all who have r + r for those who haven't..pls do!
Okay this part has to go on it's own....This whole fic is dedicated to 2 of my best mates Libby (thanx for the review () for having had read, re read most of this fic helping me sort out spelling, grammar ect. And Steph who has encouraged, demanded and out right screamed at me to finish the fic. Soz it wasn't finished in time for Bloody Quills but there's always next year.
Okay enough ramblings.for now at least (
Part 1
Ebony Ashman sat in the centre of her chalk circle meditating. Around her were four silver bowls. A collection of stones, mainly rubies, was set to her right. A bowl of clear spring water to her left a stick of vanilla incense set in sand, its smoke floating around her. In front of her sat an unlit candle. Opening her eyes, Ebony looked at the deep crimson red candle.
"Kindle the fire," she whispered to herself. The candle flame spluttered into life. A mixture of reds and yellows filled Ebony's vision. She smiled at herself. She had always loved fire, even after what had happened to her family because of it. Fire whispered things to her, showed her things. Looking into the darkness of its depths she could see blurred movement. A vision. Without breaking her concentration Ebony quickly clipped up her long, fiery, red hair at the nape of her neck then moved closer to the flame. In the depths she could make out people, none familiar, but something about them was calling to her.
"Show me now what I must see, let my vision be clear to me." She whispered the age-old spell. Immediately the vision cleared. Pictures, people flashed in front of her. Staying only long enough for her to get a vague impression.
//Two boys/ two girls/ all powerful/ all beautiful/ all different/ a battle / no end/ a pentagram//
A cold wind whipped around Ebony's room. The flame faltered, and then vanished. The room was cast into darkness. Breaking the circle Ebony crossed the room and turned on the light. Sighing, she tidied up the broken circle.
"Where did that breeze come from hey?" She murmured to the tortishell kitten that was asleep on the cream patterned quilt that hung untidily on her bed. Ebony's mind kept replaying the vision over and over. Giving up on what the vision meant, Ebony got changed and climbed into her four-poster bed. Closing her eyes Ebony could still see the pentagram imprinted on the back of her eyelids.
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Okay again, thanks to all who have r + r for those who haven't..pls do!