Prophecy
268 Words
Back in the mysterious and beautiful land of Shamballa, Ashanti, the dark witch was stalking her prey. She had earlier heard some noises and smelled the scent of humans nearby. As she peeked through the bushes, she found that two little kids were playing with their mother beside a pond. The mother was busy with her chores while the kids- a boy and a girl were having fun, stacking pebbles on top of each other.
Ashanti smirked at the sight of these kids – the younger they are, the more pure the energy she could get from them. She observed them for a while and then closed her eyes and chanted some hymns. The kids suddenly began to hear strange voices in their heads and soon they fell asleep. Seeing this, the mother ran towards them in panic. Then Ashanti came out of the bushes walking towards them slowly.
“Hey you! What are you doing?” cried the mother.
The witch raised her hands at the mother and chanted some ancient mystic hymns and soon a sparkling light was formed around the mother, preventing her from going near the kids.
“Now, now….no interruptions dear woman.”
The witch turned her attention back to the kids who were still asleep. The witch raised her hands and chanted secret magic words. The kids began to shine with a soothing golden light. Suddenly, their faces started to wrinkle and their skin became hard and brown. The darkness had taken them over and the mother let out a horrible scream and begged for mercy but Ashanti was cold and heartless.
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