Goddess
(An open thread for general learning of what witches are, why spells and small test with rancors (nothing bad))
Month after her freedom and arrival of a planet that her blood came from, the old woman of a lost era walked on land she had not felt with her bare feet for such a while. In the valley she once called home, there were no signs of life outside of plants that remained. She walked through the clearing of trees to the lake that acted as the fourth wall to the valley. Stepping closer to the water, the thought of what was had begun to change to what can be. There was even in a wicked soul that murdered all her family a desire to strengthen her own kind. That one fact, outsiders were a virus to the ways of the land so the newest generation needed to learn.
As Petra stopped in front of the water, she did not paused her movement until her toes were feeling the water caress them. There before the water was silence, there was no breeze, no birds, no rancors, no other animals near to make a noise. The witch had the valley’s attention. Then came the voice that caressed the lips as they lift and filled the silence, “Io ordino la forza di obbedire…”
The waters began to move. The leaves rustled like a breeze was touching them. Still there was no wind to cause the waters and leaves to move just the words, “Io ordino la forza di obbedire…”
“Io ordino il terrno di obbedire…” Came right after a pause was made, and then the ground slightly shivered around Petra. She kept her focus on the earth and force while letting her words leave passed her lips. “Io ordino la forza di obbedire… Io ordino il terrno di obbedire.”
Green mist began to form around her feet as the words echo the valley. Her focus and attention sank deeper into the force as the words expanded. “Io ordino la forza di obbedire… Io ordino il terrno di obbedire. Esigo la terra di piegare verso l'alto per la mia volontà adesso.” Those words formed and twisted a green mist around Petra even more.
Then she stomped her right foot just in front of her. From the stomp, the mist drove into the ground around the witch. The land shook as the water turned violent and trees sway back and forth if they were going to snap. The mist sprung up through the water as it followed the direction her foot was point. It caused the water to surge away and land to rise up before her. There was a strip of land and Petra used it to cross it.
Other side, she spoke her words to reverse the damage to the land and lake. “Io ordino la forza di obbedire… Io ordino il terrno di obbedire. Esigo la terra di piegare verso il basso per la mia volontà adesso.” The mist returned to push the land down and water back over. Simple smile formed by her lips. She sat down with her legs cross. A message was sent through the force by what she done. A calling out through the wind, water, ground, and fire to those that can hear the whispers of the force, it was a request to all to come and bring those that might not heard to her for teaching. An education of what ways have been across the land for more than fourteen hundred years.
Month after her freedom and arrival of a planet that her blood came from, the old woman of a lost era walked on land she had not felt with her bare feet for such a while. In the valley she once called home, there were no signs of life outside of plants that remained. She walked through the clearing of trees to the lake that acted as the fourth wall to the valley. Stepping closer to the water, the thought of what was had begun to change to what can be. There was even in a wicked soul that murdered all her family a desire to strengthen her own kind. That one fact, outsiders were a virus to the ways of the land so the newest generation needed to learn.
As Petra stopped in front of the water, she did not paused her movement until her toes were feeling the water caress them. There before the water was silence, there was no breeze, no birds, no rancors, no other animals near to make a noise. The witch had the valley’s attention. Then came the voice that caressed the lips as they lift and filled the silence, “Io ordino la forza di obbedire…”
The waters began to move. The leaves rustled like a breeze was touching them. Still there was no wind to cause the waters and leaves to move just the words, “Io ordino la forza di obbedire…”
“Io ordino il terrno di obbedire…” Came right after a pause was made, and then the ground slightly shivered around Petra. She kept her focus on the earth and force while letting her words leave passed her lips. “Io ordino la forza di obbedire… Io ordino il terrno di obbedire.”
Green mist began to form around her feet as the words echo the valley. Her focus and attention sank deeper into the force as the words expanded. “Io ordino la forza di obbedire… Io ordino il terrno di obbedire. Esigo la terra di piegare verso l'alto per la mia volontà adesso.” Those words formed and twisted a green mist around Petra even more.
Then she stomped her right foot just in front of her. From the stomp, the mist drove into the ground around the witch. The land shook as the water turned violent and trees sway back and forth if they were going to snap. The mist sprung up through the water as it followed the direction her foot was point. It caused the water to surge away and land to rise up before her. There was a strip of land and Petra used it to cross it.
Other side, she spoke her words to reverse the damage to the land and lake. “Io ordino la forza di obbedire… Io ordino il terrno di obbedire. Esigo la terra di piegare verso il basso per la mia volontà adesso.” The mist returned to push the land down and water back over. Simple smile formed by her lips. She sat down with her legs cross. A message was sent through the force by what she done. A calling out through the wind, water, ground, and fire to those that can hear the whispers of the force, it was a request to all to come and bring those that might not heard to her for teaching. An education of what ways have been across the land for more than fourteen hundred years.