Jackie's Book of Shadows (CH13)

Chapter 13    
   
I  
   
Skies clearing – Stars peering.  
   
Blood moon in the sky...  
   
An entire circumference    
of creatures drawing circles,  
squares, triangles and strange    
symbols in the Earth,    
generating energetic constructs    
for ceremonial sacrifice.    
   
After the last symbol is drawn,    
each construct rises into a    
pyramid structure, a circle of    
ascendant pyramids, at first    
static, then materializing into    
solid structures.  
   
In the center of The Field of    
Moonlight, a larger pyramid    
rises, lifting the wicker man  
and a terrified Jumper with it,    
into a spiraling sky.  
   
II  
   
Rianne, The Oracle of the    
Trees, eyes fluttering butterfly    
wings, enters a trancelike state,  
viewing the holocaust of chaos    
from the perspective of an out    
of body experience…  
   
III  
   
Chucky stands atop pyramid,  
bloody butcher knife in one    
hand, decapitated head in    
other, intense flashes of lightning    
in the background, laughing    
hysterical.  
   
The Leprechaun pogos a    
smushed skull.  
   
Batman holds a human heart    
to the sky, taking a bite.  
   
The Gremlins an overlapping    
of chaos laughing.  
   
The Cipheric Magicians opening    
strange portals performing    
strange rituals.  
   
IV  
   
Then the other witches of the    
coven, an overabundance of    
sacrifices, stabbing and gashing,  
spewed blood from gaping    
wounds of flesh.  
   
Conclusions of laugher, perfectly    
mixing into the chaos.  
   
V  
   
Atop the Wicker Pyramid, Jackie    
exclaims:  
   
“Hail to the guardians of the    
watchtowers of the East!”  
   
Holding a gleaming dagger    
skyward, running clouds appearing    
above her head, a bolt of    
lightning hitting the dagger tip.  
   
“I hope it was as good for you    
as it was for me.”  
   
Jackie plunges the knife in    
Jumper’s heart.    
   
VI  
   
Jackie, Rianne, Blu, Honoria float    
to the sides of the apex, leaving    
a still alive Jumper to be consumed    
by flames.  
   
A brilliant flash, incinerated out    
of this dimension of existence  
in an instant.  
   
Floating back to the apex of the    
Wicker Pyramid, there is only    
a small pile of ashes which remains.  
   
VII  
   
Atop the pyramid, a scene of    
carnage below, the ladies hold    
hands, palms beginning to glow.  
   
VIII  
   
Out in the ocean a ripple begins    
to form, something protruding    
from the surface, something…  
   
Terrible.  
   
The Leviathan.  
   
IX  
   
A supreme stillness…  
   
The Leviathan steps a fin on    
shore.  
   
Then another.  
   
Into the Field of Moonlight,    
having become a hyper    
structure, one giant magical    
circle for one giant    
sacrifice.    
   
“I claim the powers of Leviathan!”    
Cipher proclaims, riding the    
beast, sliding a ceremonial    
dagger across the throat, an    
oil spill of blood pouring forth,  
bathing the field.  
   
X  
   
The witches begin to disrobe,  
basking in the blood, beneath    
the blood moon.  
   
XI  
   
Owls, emerging from depths    
of shadows, begin spiraling    
around.  
   
XII  
   
“Hey Jackie.”  
   
Cipher tosses a book with
empty pages to the top
of the pyramid.  
   
XIII  
   
Jackie pens a spell that captures    
all the power generated by the    
savage ceremony, which will be    
accessible to all participants.  
   
Closing the book, she looks at    
the cover, letters begin to form    
and manifest by an unseen hand:  
   
Jackie’s Book of Shadows.  
   
The End    
   
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