Chapter 10: The second sacrifice
Another blast from the past. Answers will be given soon. And another massive thank you for your reviews, alerts and favourites, you guys rock my socks!
EPOV
~Flashback~
Maggie the witch, she found me that day wailing near the Loch. She had thought of selling me, but as my energy flowed through her, she came to the right conclusion; I would be good for business.
She found the nurse of Grassmarket and set up her tent in an incospicuous place next to the rest of the tradesmen. Her black tent with her handprint on white paint was renowned in the town.
But for once in her life she got her spells right, she got her predictions right and business was booming. Impatient as she was, the raw talent was within her, but never had the chance to cultivate it or refine it.
'Aye, lass, ye come 'ere 'n a'll tell yi all I ken. A'll tell yi, how to bind that laddie that ogles ye.'
(Yes, girl, come here and I'll tell you, all I know. I'll tell you how to bind that guy that ogles you)
All the girls in the market started spending those pennies. Now don't get me started, I know having the energy used for such selfish trickeries was appalling, but I was a baby, incapable of walking or talking for that matter. I had to keep the sustenance flowing.
Business was good and our tummies were filled. I might have cast a hand spell to render the tent invisible from the authorities, as Maggie had the compulsion to steal but no slight of hand. And there was the Polis looking for her. Last time they promised her a cell in Tolbooth prison...
Time passed and on the 3rd solstice, the time for a new sacrifice had arrived. I ran from Maggie that night. I went into the caves where no other boy my age had dared to go. On that altar filled with raw evil, I sliced my finger open. Blood trickled from hand and the destiny was to be revealed.
I had chopped a lock off Maggie's hair in her sleep, as I dragged the torch from the side of the cave. I prepared the prayer and in the smoke I saw the soul getting cut in half. I saw the ancient crime and I saw the travels.
I was ready.
The Niddry Street Vaults are real and apparently a lot of people visiting them had visions, or other forms of Paranormal Activity.