The Witches Pyramid
Prologue
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It was a dreary night. Rain poured into the forest clearing as lightning crackled in the distance. The sky was a deep blue, and the moon and stars seemed to shine brighter than ever before as if they knew what was to come. A short dark woman grasped a man by the wrist, leading him to a cave not too far from the clearing in which her people were gathered. They were here to enforce the Great Marriage, one which would... No time for that now.
The woman crushed up red berries and painted a crescent moon upon the man's brow. She wrapped a deerskin hide about his naked form and placed antlers upon his head, shooing him into the cave. One of the old crone's servants brought a beautiful young maiden to the outside of the cave's entrance. The crone painted the same symbol upon her brow, and pushed her through the entrance. It was her destiny to fulfill.
The inside of the cave was dark except for the light of a single candle. The woman shook her head as if to clear it, and stumbled further inward. There were paintings on the walls, a young maiden gazing upon a being who seemed to be half man, half deer. She grasped the candle tightly and took a few more steps forward. At the back of a cave sat a man, fair of hair and skin, and she was suddenly conscious that she was wearing nothing but a garland of flowers strung about her hips.
The man seemed nervous, frightened almost, and she took him into her arms, whispering
"I am the Goddess made manifest and I will show you the way."
Hermione gasped and bolted upright in her bed. The dream had felt so real, yet there was no way it could possibly be so. She wrapped a robe around her and stumbled blearily down the stairs, finding her way into the kitchen. She got a glass of water and drank it thirstily. She could hear noises coming from her living room and set the glass down, tiptoeing into the hallway.
The noises grew louder, and sounded to her keen ears like drumbeats. Hermione peeked into the room and saw... people? Yes, people. They were dancing about into a circle, pounding lightly on their drums. Tak-ka, Tak- ka. They were chanting in voices to low for her to hear. She walked into the room, unawares of what she might be disturbing.
"Mum? Dad?"
Draco Malfoy too had sat up in his bed. He rubbed his eyes and wiped the sweat off his brow, running a hand through his hair.
"What on earth was that all about?" He grumbled.
If it affects my performance at the ceremony tomorrow... He shook his head. There was no chance of the initiation ceremony going ary.
REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW! No flames, constructive criticism only! Thanx for reading, and chapter one will be much longer, trust me.
Prologue
Disclaimer: I own nothing except the characters I create.
It was a dreary night. Rain poured into the forest clearing as lightning crackled in the distance. The sky was a deep blue, and the moon and stars seemed to shine brighter than ever before as if they knew what was to come. A short dark woman grasped a man by the wrist, leading him to a cave not too far from the clearing in which her people were gathered. They were here to enforce the Great Marriage, one which would... No time for that now.
The woman crushed up red berries and painted a crescent moon upon the man's brow. She wrapped a deerskin hide about his naked form and placed antlers upon his head, shooing him into the cave. One of the old crone's servants brought a beautiful young maiden to the outside of the cave's entrance. The crone painted the same symbol upon her brow, and pushed her through the entrance. It was her destiny to fulfill.
The inside of the cave was dark except for the light of a single candle. The woman shook her head as if to clear it, and stumbled further inward. There were paintings on the walls, a young maiden gazing upon a being who seemed to be half man, half deer. She grasped the candle tightly and took a few more steps forward. At the back of a cave sat a man, fair of hair and skin, and she was suddenly conscious that she was wearing nothing but a garland of flowers strung about her hips.
The man seemed nervous, frightened almost, and she took him into her arms, whispering
"I am the Goddess made manifest and I will show you the way."
Hermione gasped and bolted upright in her bed. The dream had felt so real, yet there was no way it could possibly be so. She wrapped a robe around her and stumbled blearily down the stairs, finding her way into the kitchen. She got a glass of water and drank it thirstily. She could hear noises coming from her living room and set the glass down, tiptoeing into the hallway.
The noises grew louder, and sounded to her keen ears like drumbeats. Hermione peeked into the room and saw... people? Yes, people. They were dancing about into a circle, pounding lightly on their drums. Tak-ka, Tak- ka. They were chanting in voices to low for her to hear. She walked into the room, unawares of what she might be disturbing.
"Mum? Dad?"
Draco Malfoy too had sat up in his bed. He rubbed his eyes and wiped the sweat off his brow, running a hand through his hair.
"What on earth was that all about?" He grumbled.
If it affects my performance at the ceremony tomorrow... He shook his head. There was no chance of the initiation ceremony going ary.
REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW! No flames, constructive criticism only! Thanx for reading, and chapter one will be much longer, trust me.