ok i fixed some things in this chap it was like crzy spelling issues This chappy may be short like really short o.o'' but I have to be up by 5 am for work.
Chapter five: Blood
the large woman sat on her thrown made of childrens bones. They where prettier than the bones of adults. Smaller, rounder, whiter yes this woman had killed hundreds of small children and teens alike. They where stupid and called to her. Looking in the mirrors and calling her name just to see if she was real. There where many things they used to call her.
I believe in Mary worth
Mary wothington
Mary wales
show me my future Mary white
Mary jane
Mary of hell
or her favorite
bloody Mary,
her kingdom made of mirrors. To her a mirror was not a mirror it was a way out... or a way in. her hair black as night with the red stains of blood all through it. Around her neck the scar from a rope that once had her lifeless human body suspended from a tree. Her white dress covered in the blood of the town that destroyed her humanity and turned her into what she was.
A WITCH
Mary worth who was once a human girl fell victem to the witch trials that once went through the land. Before lord death himself found a way to tell if someone was indeed a witch they would hang, burn, or down innocent human girls at the drop of a hat. She had always loved children seeing there smiles and watching them run. Even now she loved them... but now she loved the white gleam of there untainted unstained bones. They would stand in the mirror and call to her. So she would prove she was real and claw out their eyes and use their bones. She even had the once very much alive hand of a young boy now that pale beautiful white weaved into her hair. Like a feather.
She got on her feet the reflective room making her gleam. The entire room was just a gigantic mirror. The furniture was made of glass and bones. So many possibility and so many souls for her to eat but first there was one soul in particular she had to have.
Soul Eater
She picked up the only dark colored object in the room. It was a large syringe full of a dark black liquid... with the needle the size of the palm of her hand. She touched one of the walls of glass and it rippled like a pool of water. Then pulled a peace of paper out of the red stained pocket of her dress. She placed it onto the mirror and it fell through to a coffee table on the other side. The castle was not the refection in the mirror. The room looked like a girls room. A neatly made bed and books everywhere. The paper gently hit the coffee table not making a sound.
Do you believe in Mary worth?
A goddess born onto this earth
she can see the future cant you tell
a fortune made
or a lovers spell
call her name into the glass
say the question you want to ask
say her name three times again
turn the lights off
then begin to spin
she knows all I promise you that
from love to want to talking to your cat
Do you believe in Mary worth
a goddess born onto the earth
must I repeat myself again
when all you need is to let her in.
Love your mom- Ps Maka this REALLY works try is with soul!
The witch smiled. There was no way a girl in love would pass this up.
Like I said short short short but I wanted to introduce the witch in this story :D
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