Everything was ready, her theories flawless. There couldn't possibly be any errors; she was talented after all. She finished her circle; it almost occupied her entire workspace.
Her black wolfish dog whined. She looked at her dog, and smiled, "Don't worry Aegle, you'll see him again soon."
It'll be worth it, she told herself. Everything's worth it.
She spent so many years with him. She married, and had two children. Her life was perfect, until he became ill and died. It was all downhill for her--even though her outside life was a success. Her family ate well, she was very well known. But nothing can fill the gap her husband once occupied. Nothing else could. This is worth doing, for him.
There's no turning back.
She placed her hands on the circle, and concentrated on the flow of energy the circle traced. It began to glow golden yellow, filling the room with light, uplifting her spirits.
It was perfect, but then why everything went wrong?
It was nothing but a folly, a farce. The yellow light quickly disappeared, replaced with a hellish glow. The dog quickly ran up to her and tried to pull her away, but it was useless. She was set firmly to the ground with fear. She saw it.
It was several moments until she woke up. She felt dazed, and never knew she was knocked out. She regained her senses and looked at her result.
It wasn't her husband. She couldn't believe she created this thing that sat before her, its body all garbled and twisted. It didn't take long to find out was she was missing. She was missing parts waist down. She felt horrified. She slumped down on the floor, feeling tormenting pain. She had to do one last thing. Looked for her dog as best as she could. Aegle was dead. She pushed herself up, trying to get a better view, she only eyed on the painting her husband did. The painting was her dog Aegle, her cobalt eyes
shining, making the whole painting complete. She crawled up to Aegle, and covered her hand with her blood. She drew and another circle. She began to feel her time hurrying near. She placed her hands on the circle.
One last thing.