Hi remember this is my tenth fanfic so whatever you do don't kill me, beat me or send an angry mob after me. I do not own Rise of the Guardians. Now read and review.
September 22, 1692 (Salem Witch Trials)
Third Person POV
Before Jack Frost, there were the Salem Witch Trials. During those trials, was a young girl. She was different among the other accused girls in the village. This girl had visions and even looked abnormal. Her long brown hair had small straps of silver, her brown eyes had specks of blue in them, and her skin seemed to be kissed by the sun yet covered by a thin layer of ice. The girl's name was Ambrosia Fausta.
Ambrosia paced around in her lone cell and repeatedly fixed her long skirt and brush straw off of it, the trials were going to continue with her at sunrise. She did not sleep at all the night before. Currently she was waiting for the guard to come and take her. All Ambrosia wanted was for it to end and this was the way to end it.
Soon a sound from the other side of the hallway made Ambrosia turn sharply and face the origin of the sound. A guard with a gun strapped to his belt was walking towards the cell and in his hands were both the keys and a small length of rope. He opened the door and took Ambrosia out. With her hands bound, the guard took her to the trial grounds. Ambrosia was tied to a wooden post on top of a mound of logs and twigs.
"THIS FEMALE HAS BEEN CHARGED WITH THE WORST CRIME THAT COULD BE COMMITTED HERE! PRACTICE IN THE DARK ARTS!" The leader of the village said. He had a lit torch and was pointing it at Ambrosia. She showed no emotion and wouldn't until the flames covered her face. Some of the accusations were trues. Ambrosia used herbs instead of traditional medicine because the herbs worked faster and were easier to find. "WITH THIS SUNRISE, WE SHALL SEE IF SHE TRULY IS A WITCH!"
The leader lit the logs and the flames quickly surrounded Ambrosia. Under her breath she muttered, "I'm a witch. I'm one with the earth and all that is divine. I am one who loved, betrayed, disdained to wait for gifts which Time alone grants from the sea. To speak the words of loss with tongue of fire. Fallen upon the earth, yes, but death is mother of rebirth."
Slowly the flames froze and Ambrosia was spared. She felt grateful and began to undo her bonds. However, she didn't see that a man with a long beard and a staff walking toward her. This particular man had a strange glow that enveloping his whole figure, as if he had been a warlock or wizard or had just come from the moon the moon, and he did, for in fact this was the Man in the Moon.
"Wake up, my child, for you are chosen to become the Autumn Spirit." The man said while guiding me away from the flames. When they were well into the woods the man stopped. The autumn air seemed like a sanctuary to Ambrosia and welcoming. All the leaves were either yellow, orange, or red and each seemed beautiful.
"Excuse me, sir. What is your..." Ambrosia started, but when she turned to face the man, he was gone. The wind picked up and the leaves whipped around Ambrosia until she was fully encased. Her hair slowly changed color to match the bark of an evergreen and when she opened her eyes, they were the different colors of the autumn leaves. Ambrosia looked at her dress and saw that it was tattered and just tried to remember how it happened because she couldn't.
The winds drifted around her silently as if it was a whisper, "From this moment on, you are now Melody Arcana Raven."
Melody found a staff that was no larger than her and picked it up along with a cloak that covered her up to her feet. When Melody made the mistake of tapping the floor with the head of the staff, a small evergreen shot from the ground. Its leaves already had a shape and it seemed as if it has been there for months. Melody found herself smiling and floating. She let out a laugh and twirled in the air. Then, as quickly as the sudden memory loss, the need to tell someone overwhelmed Melody.
She sprinted towards the direction she came, using the trees and sky for direction. When Melody reached the village, she saw a large bonfire and immediately went to the closest person to her and asked, "Excuse me, miss. What's going on?"
The woman didn't answer. Melody seemed confused and then waved her hand in front of the woman's eyes. No response. Filled with frustration, Melody tried to take hold of the woman's arm and instead of grabbing the arm, Melody's hand went through the woman. Fear, was what crept into Melody's thoughts. A gut-retching scream came from Melody and then she collapsed on the ground in tears.
"I'm a spirit. I'm one with the earth and all that is divine. I am one who loved, betrayed, disdained to wait for gifts which Time alone grants from the sea. To speak the words of loss with tongue of fire. Fallen upon the earth, yes, but death is mother of rebirth." The words came from her heart and not her mind. Melody got up and walked into the woods, if she was going to be the autumn spirit, then she was going to have to train herself to do it right.
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