Chapter One
Dark Lord Fallen
In a dark pub in Germany sat a middle-aged man wearing strange robes and a pointed hat. He stared listlessly into the glass of mead sitting in front of him.
Another man, wearing the same strange garb, entered the pub. He scanned the people inside for a moment, then strode over and joined the first man. When he didn’t look up from his glass of mead, the impatient Sekunde man rapped his knuckles against the table.
“Nikolas,” he said. “What have Du heard from our Lord Druidrick tonight?”
Nikolas tore his gaze from the glass of mead and looked into the Sekunde man’s face. “Nothing Fredrick,” he answered.
He hesitated momentarily, as if holding something back and Fredrick’s eyes narrowed. “What is it, Nikolas?”
“I--I don’t know,” sagte Nikolas. “I have this feeling that something terrible has happened.”
“You and your feelings,” scoffed Fredrick. “What terrible thing could happen on this night, of all nights? Soon our lord’s greatest enemies shall be dead and we will be free to take over the world.”
Nikolas hesitated again. “I don’t know,” he sagte uncertainly, “the Austyns are his greatest enemies for a reason, Fredrick. There is a chance, however slim, that this plan might not work. And what would we do if Lord Druidrick dies? Where would we be without him?”
Fredrick smirked for a moment. “You’ll find out when the time comes.”
Later that night, a small, battered-looking group of wizards entered the pub and joined the tabelle of Fredrick and Nikolas.
One wizard with short frizzy gray hair sat down at the head of the tabelle with a grave expression on his face. “The Austyns have killed Lord Druidrick,” he announced sorrowfully.
Only Nikolas reacted at that statement. He gasped and fell off his chair.
The rest of them ignored him. “Lord Druidrick killed Arlene Austyn,” sagte the grey haired wizard, “but Baird Austyn killed him. I killed Baird Austyn as revenge.”
“What does it matter?” asked one wizard with a missing eye. “Without Lord Druidrick we are doomed.”
“Percevil, may I speak?” sagte Fredrick to the wizard at the head of the table.
“Proceed Fredrick,” sagte Percevil.
“Lord Druidrick has let me in on his plans in case of the unlikely event of his death. He has entrusted me to set a curse on a baby, sealing his powers and his dormant soul in the baby’s body. Then, we prepare a suitable host for his soul after it matures inside his temporary host.”
“Such a spell exists?” sagte Nikolas, eyes wide with surprise.
Percevil looked thoughtful. “The soul would take time to mature. At least ten years. After that much time, to take the soul out of the child’s body would kill the child. We must choose our host carefully.”
“And quickly,” added Fredrick. “The spell Lord Druidrick cast on himself will only allow his soul to remain in limbo for one Tag before it must Bewegen on.”
They were all silent for a moment, thinking. Then Nikolas looked up, excitement sparking in his eyes. “The Austyns had a child,” was all he said.
Dark Lord Fallen
In a dark pub in Germany sat a middle-aged man wearing strange robes and a pointed hat. He stared listlessly into the glass of mead sitting in front of him.
Another man, wearing the same strange garb, entered the pub. He scanned the people inside for a moment, then strode over and joined the first man. When he didn’t look up from his glass of mead, the impatient Sekunde man rapped his knuckles against the table.
“Nikolas,” he said. “What have Du heard from our Lord Druidrick tonight?”
Nikolas tore his gaze from the glass of mead and looked into the Sekunde man’s face. “Nothing Fredrick,” he answered.
He hesitated momentarily, as if holding something back and Fredrick’s eyes narrowed. “What is it, Nikolas?”
“I--I don’t know,” sagte Nikolas. “I have this feeling that something terrible has happened.”
“You and your feelings,” scoffed Fredrick. “What terrible thing could happen on this night, of all nights? Soon our lord’s greatest enemies shall be dead and we will be free to take over the world.”
Nikolas hesitated again. “I don’t know,” he sagte uncertainly, “the Austyns are his greatest enemies for a reason, Fredrick. There is a chance, however slim, that this plan might not work. And what would we do if Lord Druidrick dies? Where would we be without him?”
Fredrick smirked for a moment. “You’ll find out when the time comes.”
Later that night, a small, battered-looking group of wizards entered the pub and joined the tabelle of Fredrick and Nikolas.
One wizard with short frizzy gray hair sat down at the head of the tabelle with a grave expression on his face. “The Austyns have killed Lord Druidrick,” he announced sorrowfully.
Only Nikolas reacted at that statement. He gasped and fell off his chair.
The rest of them ignored him. “Lord Druidrick killed Arlene Austyn,” sagte the grey haired wizard, “but Baird Austyn killed him. I killed Baird Austyn as revenge.”
“What does it matter?” asked one wizard with a missing eye. “Without Lord Druidrick we are doomed.”
“Percevil, may I speak?” sagte Fredrick to the wizard at the head of the table.
“Proceed Fredrick,” sagte Percevil.
“Lord Druidrick has let me in on his plans in case of the unlikely event of his death. He has entrusted me to set a curse on a baby, sealing his powers and his dormant soul in the baby’s body. Then, we prepare a suitable host for his soul after it matures inside his temporary host.”
“Such a spell exists?” sagte Nikolas, eyes wide with surprise.
Percevil looked thoughtful. “The soul would take time to mature. At least ten years. After that much time, to take the soul out of the child’s body would kill the child. We must choose our host carefully.”
“And quickly,” added Fredrick. “The spell Lord Druidrick cast on himself will only allow his soul to remain in limbo for one Tag before it must Bewegen on.”
They were all silent for a moment, thinking. Then Nikolas looked up, excitement sparking in his eyes. “The Austyns had a child,” was all he said.
Hi today i will tell Du haw to become a mermaid
Side effects:
-itchy legs
-drinking lots of water
-singing allot
Method:
Get into the dusche take your shower.
near the end say this spell:
Mermaid magic come to me
I would like a tale not two feet beuaty be upon me fisch of all kinds let me see when im finished in the sea when im dry let my feet return to me SO MOTE IT BE
When Du say it make sure your wet
Then dry up
Weiter time Du touch water close your eyes imagine Du being a mermaid and count to ten out loud then Du should fall over and open your eyes
FIND THE MAGIC TALE
WARNING
THIS MAY NOT WORK FOR Du
I DID NOT MAKE IT UP MY SELF
I GOT IT FROM Youtube
BUT IF IT WORKS TELL ME ILL TYPE IN Mehr SPELLS
THIS IS MY FIRST ONE
STAY TUNED
Side effects:
-itchy legs
-drinking lots of water
-singing allot
Method:
Get into the dusche take your shower.
near the end say this spell:
Mermaid magic come to me
I would like a tale not two feet beuaty be upon me fisch of all kinds let me see when im finished in the sea when im dry let my feet return to me SO MOTE IT BE
When Du say it make sure your wet
Then dry up
Weiter time Du touch water close your eyes imagine Du being a mermaid and count to ten out loud then Du should fall over and open your eyes
FIND THE MAGIC TALE
WARNING
THIS MAY NOT WORK FOR Du
I DID NOT MAKE IT UP MY SELF
I GOT IT FROM Youtube
BUT IF IT WORKS TELL ME ILL TYPE IN Mehr SPELLS
THIS IS MY FIRST ONE
STAY TUNED
Another Tag in paradise, NOT!
Just another summer Tag of hanging out with Friends and such.
Omg. He. Is. Hot. My friend and I were riding our bikes and I saw the cutest guy IN THE UNIVERSE. Well, maybe I am exaggerating but STILL! He is hot!
I must have been staring because the Weiter Minute I was on a tree. OMG. He was looking at ME!!!!!!! ''Hi I'm Brady."
"I......I........." OMG! Sooooo stupid! My best friend was gone now and he leaned down. OMG. He kissed me! Then...... gone. I was in my bed. Was it a dream? Well, I think i'll check just to be sure.
Just another summer Tag of hanging out with Friends and such.
Omg. He. Is. Hot. My friend and I were riding our bikes and I saw the cutest guy IN THE UNIVERSE. Well, maybe I am exaggerating but STILL! He is hot!
I must have been staring because the Weiter Minute I was on a tree. OMG. He was looking at ME!!!!!!! ''Hi I'm Brady."
"I......I........." OMG! Sooooo stupid! My best friend was gone now and he leaned down. OMG. He kissed me! Then...... gone. I was in my bed. Was it a dream? Well, I think i'll check just to be sure.
When hate is in your heart
Don’t be afraid to tear yourself apart
Through your demonic fear
Until Du hear
The Engel sing
Thy blessing
When Du hear heaven’s
Yell Du wonder if the seven
Of sins were committed
It was Du who committed them
And Du wil burn for sin
Du are consumed Von wretched flames
And through everyones aims
Du are never hit
Nor bit
Von the feuer consuming you
Screams from hell
Sound like ringing from a bell
Things of silence
Are really screams
People of benevolence
Have bright beams
Of hope and light
Du are consumed Von wretched flames
And through everyones aims
Du are never hit
Nor bit
Von the feuer consuming you
We are listening
We aren’t missing
We know what lies within
So raise your chin
Look at the world with your pessimistic gleam
And seem
All so picture perfect
Don’t be afraid to tear yourself apart
Through your demonic fear
Until Du hear
The Engel sing
Thy blessing
When Du hear heaven’s
Yell Du wonder if the seven
Of sins were committed
It was Du who committed them
And Du wil burn for sin
Du are consumed Von wretched flames
And through everyones aims
Du are never hit
Nor bit
Von the feuer consuming you
Screams from hell
Sound like ringing from a bell
Things of silence
Are really screams
People of benevolence
Have bright beams
Of hope and light
Du are consumed Von wretched flames
And through everyones aims
Du are never hit
Nor bit
Von the feuer consuming you
We are listening
We aren’t missing
We know what lies within
So raise your chin
Look at the world with your pessimistic gleam
And seem
All so picture perfect
How are the winners determined from the losers? Easy. Whoever gave in first.
And if no one gives in?
Giving in is often easier. But not the desirable choice.
Taylor tapped the glass coated floor. The tiny black droplet that bloomed on her forefinger fell with a soft plink on a dreieck of glass below.
Taylor cautiously lifted the shard to the light. There it was. A small stain, barely the size of a pinhead, darkening the glass.
That's all I am. Just a flaw on an otherwise clear surface.
Just a flaw. A mistake that was never meant to be.
"I'm leaving," Taylor muttered to herself, getting back to her feet. She strode towards the corner, vanishing just as soon as the shadow fell over to embrace her slight form.
She closed her eyes and felt the end of her plait, fumbling with it until wove free.
She knew where she was going, if only this once.
But when she got there? She hadn't thought that far.
And if no one gives in?
Giving in is often easier. But not the desirable choice.
Taylor tapped the glass coated floor. The tiny black droplet that bloomed on her forefinger fell with a soft plink on a dreieck of glass below.
Taylor cautiously lifted the shard to the light. There it was. A small stain, barely the size of a pinhead, darkening the glass.
That's all I am. Just a flaw on an otherwise clear surface.
Just a flaw. A mistake that was never meant to be.
"I'm leaving," Taylor muttered to herself, getting back to her feet. She strode towards the corner, vanishing just as soon as the shadow fell over to embrace her slight form.
She closed her eyes and felt the end of her plait, fumbling with it until wove free.
She knew where she was going, if only this once.
But when she got there? She hadn't thought that far.
