#crazy witch

Tagged by the amazing @thewolvesof1998

This is truly the most random snippet, which makes it perfect for fuck-it friday. Enjoy!

“I do not enjoy taking life and I do not wish to take yours.” She opened her eyes, glowing bright, almost neon. A shudder went through Eddie.  He could almost taste the magic she was drawing on. Her head ticked to the other side, “No heart yet so much love.” She murmured.  The witch studied him, her glowing eyes boring into his and Eddie laid frozen, completely captivated. After the longest minute of Eddie’s life, the witch spoke again, “I will free you, Edmundo Diaz. And you will return to your pack, to those who will continue to want what you will never be.  But someday, someday you will be brave for the one who is your heart to escape.  And then, will you find them.” She chuckled mirthfully, “You are in for such a surprise, but I won’t ruin it, no fun in doing so. But a hint will insure your never forget this night and the lesson I know you have truly learned. Ready to hear?” Eddie didn’t want to hear another word, but he had no choice. He snorted in response. A crazed smile graced the witch’s cracked lips, “Blue eyes in the sunshine, born for another only to fail, and no heart yet so much love.” She took a deep breath and her eyes shuddered closed, “Oh Edmundo, you will face such hardships, such loss, but-but the greatest paths are never easy. Remember my words, hold them close and when the time comes, don’t be startled by the silence.  You’ll only make it that much harder to fill.” A thick fog began to gather around them, and Eddie could feel his body begin to lax, his eyes drooping with fatigue. ‘She’s doing this.’ He thought. The witch giggled and the young wolf blinked slowly, noticing that her eyes were open and no longer glowed, “Yes, yes, I am, but its okay. Just a short nap. Just sleep Edmundo. Sleep…” Darkness. Glowing blue eyes. The soft scent of sea salt and warmth. Sunshine. A beating heart that sits outside an empty chest. Its beats for him. Its beats for his own heart. A tinkling laugh followed by a baritone chuckle. Home...love.

NEW CHARACTER HIGHLIGHT

Deirdre Callahan was raised in the old country, and would spend long hours listening to her grandmother’s tales about nature and the Celtic beliefs and legends. She grew to be very close to clan and the spirit world, but was surprised to find herself turning to a Nomad Hare instead of a Deer.