Chapter One Hundred and Seventy Eight

It had been scary at first.

The knowledge that Nick was in total control was scary, but when I ignored those fears, it was simply amazing. I looked down; from this height everything seemed smaller.

I lost track of time as we ‘flew‘, but too soon we plummeted downwards, and Nick landed elegantly. Only then did I notice how tight I had grasped onto his shirt.

“You could come down now,” Nick says, and I nodded, but my legs wouldn’t cooperate. He chuckled, helping me down.

“That was… wow,” I commented.

“I know right?”

“Is she here?, the sorceress, I mean.”

“Yeah, come with me,” he says. I followed after him.

We were in the woods; this had not been what I expected. A nervous feeling settled over

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    part of the woods, dense plants with terrdrils formed a curtain, blocking our view from what lay ahead. Nick pushed aside the tendrils

    the little space, there were even more flowers, their intertwined vines forming a

    saw the sorceress for the first

    me of those of the elders.

    around for a long, long time. Her face was grim, as if we had disturbed her peace and quiet. She

    are here just as I earlier….

    “My services

    quickly passed the bag to her; she ripped it open and then stared at it. Her eyes found mine. She had this eerie feeling to her. She walked towards me, and it took me some great effort not to

    could feel Nick’s gaze on me,

    fingers trailed down my face; her hands were cold–very cold. I

    flinched; her words cut deep. I didn’t

    came here for…

    speaking over me, “I know what you came here for; I see it in your eyes; you are in search of a gift never freely given to you; you are here because you want

    most adorable thing she had ever seen. She kept us waiting for five whole minutes, and when she returned, there was a knife in her hand. I backed away, but she held me firm and damn was

    of my hair. “This is payment enough,” she says, placing the

    shirt before approaching her. “You do know what you are

    blood pour into a bowl; her voice rose as she chanted foreign words, and then she took the same knife, splitting

    walked to me with the

    but you will be powerful. This is

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