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Memories in the pentacle
Sitting on the pentacle, I remember how I first came to the magic shop with skepticism, unable to believe that he had decided to bring me here in the fourth round. More than once I asked why I decided to leave him if we had nothing in common. Although I must admit that although I never knew why I took that first appointment, then I thought I love him.
bought several rare magical components of names and lots of candles, then went home and made our first spell together. What is most fascinating work! Since then, I became his apprentice and taught me everything he knew. But as time passed, I began to notice changes in him. I looked as worried, and did not understand why. Until one day he forgot the day that pointed all the results of experiments done with magic. I'll never know if he did by mistake or if it really his guilt made him leave it at home on purpose. The fact is that there was everything: how I had been bewitched to accept out with him, with all the little charms that had made for me stop being skeptical. I even had changed so he could make magic, when I could not before!
I left the newspaper in their mailbox with well-marked pages and went to the magic shop for reagents for purification and delete all the spells he had cast on me. But, referring to the grimoires, I discovered that I could never stop being a magician, because that spell was irreversible, unless overturned by the same person who launched it. After purification, spent several days feeling How strange to be back was if he had the ability to do magic? So I showed up at his house and look, regretful and full of sadness, I wordless said yes, that would undo the spell.
But now that I look back on our history, sitting on the pentacle, I realize that in fact I do not want to give up magic ... or him. Because his only fault was to love, open my mind and give me a wonderful gift. Because I never manipulated to love him, but to give him a chance.
- Stop! I shout, hoping it's not too late.
He interrupts the spell only half done and holds my gaze hopefully. Finally, he says:
- had lost hope.
With tears in his eyes, I throw myself on him and hug him with all my strength.
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