Epilogue:
Two weeks later. . .
Several dark forms walked through the blackness of the underground cave, with only two flashlights. They were young witches, human-born, out having a good time, searching out a place to do their Spring Equinox ritual. Suddenly both lights went out at the exact same time. Then one of them crashed into something hard. She felt a sick tearing, as her flesh gave way under something sharp.
"Damn it!" She felt her leg, it was bleeding profusely, "Hey, guys, wait up, I ran into a rock or something."
"You okay?"
"I'm bleeding - I think that it's a really deep cut."
"Here, sit down." A guy said helping her over to another rock, "Sit." He pulled out an extra flashlight, "Let me see your leg." The other witches gathered around, running down her thigh was a deep long gash.
"Use this to stop the bleeding." One of them said passing him a piece of cloth. Behind them, barely visible in the darkness, was a big stone cat, with blood dripping off her claws. As they put a powdered herb on the injured leg, some of it floated over to the stone cat, and settled on it. Silver mist appeared around the stone figure. A gust of ice cold wind ran through the cave.
"Come on; let's get her home, we'll do the ritual somewhere else."
"This place gives me the creeps; it feels alive in here suddenly." Another agreed.
"The karma here feels wrong."
"Yeah, let's go." Then, very quickly they left.
Had they chosen to stay any longer they would have been in a very precarious situation. The stone on Raksha began to crumble and then break away, with a violent motion, Raksha was free of the stone.
Red eyes peered out into the darkness, and then she laughed.
The End
