for you.
Come to me, come to me, find me some way.
Though we may be worlds apart,
You will find me some day.
Please, Great Mother, send him to me.
In love and light, I ask thee,
and it harm none, so mote it be!”
Brianna screamed the last of the spell. The words felt as though they were ripped from her soul. Power moved through her body like a thundering pulse, and she felt the force of the energy leave through the tip of the wand. She could actually see the energy swirling in the air above her head, before it shot through the sky and into space. It startled her so much she almost lost concentration. But the last few years of practice and self-discipline paid off, and she was able to finish the visualization of her spell without faltering.
The residual energy caused the hair on her arms to stand on end. Her scalp tingled as static built up in her hair, the electric charge crackled loudly in her ears. The evening had grown darker and, as the power shimmered around her, tiny sparks surrounded them like fireflies.
Brianna looked at Amber, who stared at her as if she’d just sprouted another head. “What?” she asked warily. With her luck, maybe she had sprouted another head. Or a tail. Goddess knew stranger things had been known to happen around Amber. She yelped and turned around, trying to get a good look at her rear.
“Don’t you see it?” Amber whispered and looked up.
“See what, the energy? Of course I saw it. You said if I did it right, I would see the energy leave my wand through my mind’s eye.” Brianna said. She still twisted around in an attempt to see behind her as her robe swirled around her ankles.
“What in the world are you doing? Stop that!” Amber reached out and gave her a swat. “Watch it. You’re going to catch yourself on fire.” She pulled her from the edge of the circle, rubbing the smoldering hem of Brianna’s robe in the dirt.
“You’re supposed to see it with your mind’s eye, Bri. Meaning that you’re supposed to visualize it. I saw it with my two eyes,” she whispered, pointing at her face. “Oh, Bri, I think this spell of yours is going to work in a really big way.”
Chapter Three
“What in the world was I thinking?” Brianna moaned as she pulled her full length black dress from the closet. “I should slap myself for even coming up with this stupid idea in the first place!” She laid the shimmering black satin dress on the bed. She’d dressed up as a witch for the last five years. Once, when she’d decided not to dress the part, the entire neighborhood had a fit. So, for the last three years, she’d dressed in the black wig, hairy wart, green face and blackened teeth to please her neighbors, not herself.
“My heart just isn’t in this anymore. I should tell them all to kiss my butt,” she groused. “I’m a real Witch, not a storybook hag sent here for their entertainment.” She heaved a sigh and headed for the shower with her dog, Killer, close at her heels. She looked down and smiled. “You’re such a good boy. You told me you want outside, you good doggie.” She bent down and patted him on the head before she carried him to the living room to let him out into the back yard.
It wasn’t long before Killer became involved in a harmless investigation. He sniffed under the shed and started barking. Brianna shook her head with a sigh. She probably had mice under there again.
Heading back toward her bedroom, she made a detour to the small entertainment center that held her TV and stereo. She clicked the stereo on, and her favorite new age music flooded the room.
In the bathroom, she reached into the stall and adjusted the temperature of the water as she hummed along with the music. Letting out a sigh when she stepped into the tub, she groaned with pleasure as the hot water cascaded down her body, washing most of the soreness and kinks away. Brianna began to sing along with the music as her fingers massaged
Yvette Hines, Monique Lamont