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Jackie's Book of Shadows (CH5)
Chapter 5
I
A regal glide, Blu passes
through the art deco hallway,
dotted with art pieces on
both the floor and the walls,
luxuriant silk neglige gripping
her curves, draped to the floor,
emanating inner power.
Making a hand motion, the
black door swings open.
Her ritual room.
With another wave of hand
the room bursts into candlelight.
In the center of the room is
a pillar with crystal ball on capital.
In response to her presence, the
orb fills with clouds which begin
to move.
They would need two more
members of the coven.
II
Upon the wings of Soul Flight,
soaring high above the world,
Blu races over the ocean and
rugged landscapes of The North.
A drum beats, holding a days
long frequency.
Tribes people from all around
the world are here to gain
the wisdom of The Oracle of
the Trees.
She sits in trance like state,
eye lids closed, fluttering like
butterfly wings.
Hearing Blu, she leaves her
body, ascending into a meeting
place of clouds.
III
In this place of clouds, time
and space cease to exist.
Such a feeling of peace.
“The Wizards of the Demiurge
are heartless and soulless. They
only know how to destroy,
especially witches.”
“You’re right Rianne, which is
all the more reason to fight.”
Blu’s hands ball into fists,
feeling an emerging growl.
“So who were you thinking
for a fourth?”
Eyes shining with clarity, Blu
gazes into the beyond
***
Cipher
Stories
***
I
A regal glide, Blu passes
through the art deco hallway,
dotted with art pieces on
both the floor and the walls,
luxuriant silk neglige gripping
her curves, draped to the floor,
emanating inner power.
Making a hand motion, the
black door swings open.
Her ritual room.
With another wave of hand
the room bursts into candlelight.
In the center of the room is
a pillar with crystal ball on capital.
In response to her presence, the
orb fills with clouds which begin
to move.
They would need two more
members of the coven.
II
Upon the wings of Soul Flight,
soaring high above the world,
Blu races over the ocean and
rugged landscapes of The North.
A drum beats, holding a days
long frequency.
Tribes people from all around
the world are here to gain
the wisdom of The Oracle of
the Trees.
She sits in trance like state,
eye lids closed, fluttering like
butterfly wings.
Hearing Blu, she leaves her
body, ascending into a meeting
place of clouds.
III
In this place of clouds, time
and space cease to exist.
Such a feeling of peace.
“The Wizards of the Demiurge
are heartless and soulless. They
only know how to destroy,
especially witches.”
“You’re right Rianne, which is
all the more reason to fight.”
Blu’s hands ball into fists,
feeling an emerging growl.
“So who were you thinking
for a fourth?”
Eyes shining with clarity, Blu
gazes into the beyond
***
Cipher
Stories
***
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