-Kate Marie
Cats, Dragons, and a Witch named Morwen
Part Six: The Feild
"We have no chances. There's nothing we can do here," Kazul announced. "We must leave."
"But the spell....," Telemain began.
"Is useless," Kazul said. "This land is ancient and, even if the people here can not realize it, magical. How else could such a princess as the one you met be born? Why, this is old land, and it won't cooperate with you. Of that, I am sure."
Telemain started to protest, but Morwen put a hand on his shoulder. "She's right," Morwen said. "Kazul is right."
"Then how will we ever fid teh amulet!" Telemain fumed.
"You will take us to it," Morwen said.
"Me?" Telemian said, startreled.
"Him?" Kazul questioned.
"Yes, him," Morwen said. "He'll simply have to work with this." Morwen pulled a jasper stone out of her sleeve. "Telemain will need to set up a transportation spell around this object. Then we'll just let the brother effect come into play."
"The Brother Effect? Oh, yes! The Borther Effect!" Telemain exclaimed. "Brillent. Even I would not have thought of it."
"No dount you would have ocme up with a plan that was rediculessly complaex and time consuming," Morwen said. "How quickly can you set up the spell?"
"In just a few minniuts."
"Go ahead, then." Telemain turned away from Morwen and Kazul and began examining the jasper stone.
"What is he going to do?" Kazul asked.
"He's to set up a transportation spell around the small, jasper stone. Hopefuly, the amulet will act as a magnet, attracting it's little brother stone, there for taking us to it," Morwen explained.
"What if the amulet doesn't act as a magnet?" Kazul asked. Morwen said nothing. "We would die, wouldn't we?" Morwen nodded.
"Got it," Telemain said. "Ready?" The girls nodded their heads. "One....two.....three....." On three thw world around Morwen desolved and was quickly replaced by a new one. One the color of wheat. A crop feild. Morwen was in a crop feild, were wheat was grown fro the people of Linderwall. No less then ten feet away from her were three wizards.
Kazul roared, fire shotting form her snout.
"No!" Morwen commanded. "No! You'll burn everything."
"They're posining it! They're posining Linderwall!" Kazul accused. By now, the wizards that noticed Morwen. One of them raised a staff, pointing it at Morwen. A spell emmerged. Morwen frose.
"No," Telemain shouted as he blocked teh spell for her, getting knocke dto the ground in the process. "Morwen!" He shouted. "You must get teh amulet. Only you can!"
"But I...."
"Hurry!"
Morwen ran. She ran with all her might at the wizards. Using her stranth from having grown up with brothers, Morwen knocking into on og the wizards, taking his staff from his and snapping it in half, then knocking him over the head with it.
Another wizard came at her form behind, but Morwen was ready.
By earth, sea, wind, and sky
Powers send this man a high
Morning, evening, night, and day
Send him, send him, far away!
The wizards shouted as Morwen's spell sent him flying ten feet intot he air and twenty feet away from her. He landed on the ground with a hard thud and made no effort to move.
Unfortunately for Morwen, this had distracted her, fro she know found that she herself was on the ground after teh third wizard hit her with his staff. She was now lying on the ground, her left side throbbing, with a staff resting on her heart. Her heart beat furriosuly, as if trying to ghte the evil object off. Morwen fear that if the staff did not leave her chest soon, the blackness of it's aura would kill her, for she kne wsh eoculd barely breathe past it's evilness, and she feare dthat her heart would be unable to beat past it as well.
The wizard before her smiled a cruel smile. "I have to kill you now, my good witch."
"Why!" Morwen spat with all her strenth. She knew the wizard was using some sort of spell on her for she felt as if she was being smuther in blackness. She could no longer see the wheat feilds around her, only the wizard and the darkness.
"Because, you've interfeared with my poisoning," the wizard insisted.
"Why?" Morwne said with courage. "What purpose does killing this kingdom serve you?"
"It's not the killing of the kingdom that I am concerned with," the wizard proclaimed, "though that is a happy side effetc, for Linderwall hates wizards almost as much as it hates witches. You would know that, would you not?
"Anyway," the wizard continued as he bagan to disappear form Morwen's line of vison, "I am only concerned with the killing of the princess."
"The princess?" Morwen question as she desperately combatted the blackness that surrounded her. All she could see was a glowing jasper light. "The small one?"
"YEs, the small one," the wizard said impaciently.
"She is no danger to you," Morwen claimed.
"Not now," the wizards said. "But in the last year of her life an din her death she will ruin us all. I have forseen it. And so I will kill her now."
"Then why not go to the castle and do it dirrectly," Morwen, who could barely breath, pointed out.
"I can't! Those who know who she is protect her even now. This was the only way.....but why am I telling you? You're as good as dead. You'll be gone in an hour. But here, let me spare you the pain, witch..."
Morwen felt the staff grow hot on her chest. She took it into her hands and heaved it away from her. Instently her vison inproved. Though all shapes were foggy, she could see. The wizard, who was now angry, threw a spell at Morwen, but muttering a chant under her breath, she blocked it. She saw the amulet glow as he preformed magic. Today, it was the sourse of his power. Without it, he was hopeless.
Morwen was only sixteen years old. Her training had only just ended. She was too young, too inexperienced, and too weak with her powers to do anything extravagant right now. So, insted, she settled for something simple and quick. She reached out with her hand and grabbed the amulet, pulling it away from the wizard.
Instently, the wizard dropped it's staff. He grabbed the amulet, tugging at it while Morwen did the same. He was stronger then she was, and he quickly snatched it from her. He picked up his staff with a smirk and pointed it at Morwen. Instently, she knew she was going to die. But not without a fight. Not this easily. Morwen knew only soemthing extravagant could save her know. She knew something like that was beyond her reach but she had to try. Using every bit on concentration she had, she looked at the wizard. Feeling all the power she has, she shouted:
Ever mind the rule of three
What yee sends out come back times three
Water, Fire, Ice, and Rain
You have cause bothing but pain
From the elements four
May you cause pain no more
I may the wish, these words as my token
May your power be taken and broken
Morwen heard the wind blow. Her body reeked with pain. Distently she heard screams, and she wondered it they were hers, for the pain she felt was great. Then, she collapsed.
Her eyes flickered open. She blinked. She had been so sure she was dead, but it didn't seem so now. Her body ached and her head spinned. After a few moments, she began to look at what was around her.
"Telemain," she whispered.
"I'm rigjt here," he said calmly.
"What....."
"You preformed a rather difficult spell, one beyond what I thought you could conjure, or should have conjured. The backlash nearly killed you Morwen. When the mist around you first clear, I was sure it had."
"The wizard..."
"Is gone. His staff is destoyed, along with the amulet. Don't worry, Kazul agreed that it's all fro the best. Don't worry now though, just sleep."
Morwen nodded. Sleep. That was a good idea. Yes, she needed sleep......
Morwen walked by the edge of the town she called home. She was with Kazul. Telemain had gone home earlier that day, now it was her turn to say good bye. "Well, witch, you did a good job," Kazul said.
"Thank you," Morwen muttered. "If I may ask, the amulet, what did it do?"
"It did nothing," Kazul said, "but it held much. I 'grew' energy insideof it to store for complex spells. I didn't even need it really, but Welemain did, fro soem research he was doing, so I let him barrow it and well....you know the rest."
"Yes, I suppose I do," said Morwen.
"Well, witch, it was nice meeting you. But let us make this good bye short. After all, we shall never be seeing eachotehr agien, and I don't want this to get too sappy."
"Never see eachother agien?" Morwen exxlaimed. "Why not."
Kazul sighed. "For a girl with so much sense you refuse to see the obvious. It is the location of your home that's the problem, my dear. All these people, they'd be terrified. They'd kill me in an instent. Now, if you lived in a place where a witch ought to live, like the Enchanted Forest...."
"No witched live in teh Enchanted Forest," Morwen said. "None that I know of."
"I never said a witch did," said Kazul. "I just said a witch ought to."
"I can see your point," Morwen said. "Where better a place to practice magic then a place made of magic itself?"
"Exactly," Kazul exclaimed. "WHy do you not just go there yourself? That way we would be able to see eachotehr agien."
"Yes, yes, we would," Morwen said. "Well, I'll see what I can do, in the morning. I simply plan to sleep tonight."
"That is a good plan," the dragon agreed.
"Good night, Kazul. I'll see you agien soo," Morwen said.
"Yes," Kazul agreed. "Good night Morwen." With that the mighty dragon left. Kazul and her cats started flying hom on her broom. How will they react when I tell them that we're moving to the Enchanted Forest?