Airma by Sammantha Lewis (robert munsch read aloud txt) 📖

her head.
"I'm afraid that title is a false name given to me. A witch is a mortal with an ancient blood line, and is granted either demonic or holy powers. A white witch , as I am called, receives her powers from God and uses a pendent as an amplifier." Maribel motioned her hand over her chest.
"As you can clearly see I wear no such thing." Erin stared at her with utter confusion.
"Then what are you?"
"I'm not human but I am not a beast either. In other words ... I'm not sure. I only know what I'm not." Although she tried to explain it as accurate as possible Erin still stood there looking at her with confusion.
"But, your eyes. there-"
"I am fully aware that I share the same eyes as a witch, but as I said before, I am not a witch. I am much more powerful then that." Maribel strayed from her train of thought.
"Perhaps I am some form of a superior witch. However I won't know for sure util I get to my parents, in Lanzanna." Maribel slung her bag over her shoulder and started walking away. Erin snapped back to reality and ran after her,
"Wait! I have a deal for you!" Maribel stopped in her tracks and spun around.
"what kind of deal?"
"I'll give you Fifty-seven silver coins, but in return I need you to find a crystal." He briefly explained.
"make it eighty-seven."
"fine. do we have a deal?"
"deal. Now where is this 'crystal' you speak about."
"I haven't the slightest idea."
"then do you have a fragment?"
"No."
" a drawing, scroll anything of the sort?" Maribel continued to ask him frantically.
"non."
"Have you even caught a glimpse of the thing?" After she said this Erin Looked down at her.
"Yes, but only once. Why?" I faint smile appeared on her face. With out warning she placed her hands on Erin's temples.
"Relax, and only think of the crystal." She ordered him.Erik watched as Lavender light illuminated from Maribel, and her soft chestnut hair fluttered as if there was a gale. He had the urge to brush his finger tip threw her soft hair. Maribel sighed,
"Think of the crystal not me." He blushed slightly and remembered that at this very moment she could see and hear everything that went through his mind. He focused his mind on the vivid memory of the ice crystal dangling in his fathers hand, and then flying out the window. The Light that surrounded Maribel shifted slowly from Lavender to an icy blue, the light faded and then shot to the ground and dashed into the forest. Then far over the horizon. A pillar of light shot up into the sky but disappeared about as fast as it appeared. Maribel removed her hands and slung her bag over her shoulder.
"There's our prize." She said as she walked in the direction the pillar appeared. Erin and Loki followed close behind her.
"So exactly how do you intend to find it?" He asked her.
"I simply attached my own energy to the crystal, and we will have to find it before the energy connection breaks." She explained. Erin held a confused expression on his face and nodded as if he only partially understood.
"We do not expect you to understand." Loki told him
"Did that ferret just speak?" he asked her.
"Of course he can speak. Most animals can. Furthermore, Loki is not a ferret he is a bound Griffon."
"What do you mean 'bound'?" He asked her.
"I found him when he was fairly young. He was battered and on the brink of death. His left wing was torn and shattered. I found him terrorizing our chickens. So I turned him into as lesser form to make it easier to mend his wounds. After he was healed he kept returning. So I kept him and named his 'Loki' after the God of misfortune and trickery. As for the term 'bound' it means he will remain in his temporary form unless I break the seal."

"So he is your fermiliar?"

"Of a sort yes."

DARK WOODS OF ESBURUM

The night was silent

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Text: cover art- "The Tower's Cemetery" by Cris Ortega.
Publication Date: 05-29-2011

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