#mage queen

This is the sigil I used to curse Predators! It means:

“You are bound by blood to your toxic ways you shall never harm another child! For ever child you endanger may your suffering double into infinity”

Notes: @moonlight-lyrics did me a HUGE favor with my masterlist and proofreading a few chapters of a thing I wrote so this is her thank-you note. And because I love her. I borrowed a bit from this but not 100% exactly.

“Psst!” Lyric hissed, pushing the door to Cass’ room open. The visiting princess groaned and shuffled in her bed. “Cass! Wake up!”

“What for?” Cass mumbled, grabbing a pillow and planting it over her head.

“We’re gonna sneak out!” Lyric was already rifling through Cass’ wardrobe, searching for the black traveling cloak she knew Cass owned. Once she found it, she pulled it out and threw it at Cass’s face. It managed to get between the gap of the pillows, striking Cass’ face. “Come on!”

Cass sighed and sat up. “It’s the middle of the night,” she said.

“That’s the point, Your Highness,” Lyric retorted sarcastically. “It’s a full moon tonight.”

“You know your woods are full of werewolves,” Cass mumbled, pulling the cloak off her head.

“That’s just a story we tell to scare kids into staying inside at night so patrolling knights don’t attack them,” Lyric dismissed.

“Why do you want to sneak out of your own castle?” Cass complained.

“Because it’s fun. Come on! We’re meeting Virgil and Patton and them out in the clearing!”

Cass got out of bed and slung the cloak on over her silver satin nightgown. “Fine. If you were anyone but my host queen and good friend I’d be staying in bed though,” she said, pulling a brush through her hair before flipping her hood up over her head. She pulled on a pair of boots.

“Well, you outrank almost everyone here except me,” Lyric commented with a grin. Cass snorted.

“And remind me again why we’re sneaking out? You could literally just walk out. No sneaking required.”

Lyric leaned her head back in complaint, making her deep blue hood fall off and letting her curly black hair fall in empty air. “Caaaaassssssssss!” she complained. “That’s. No. Fun!”

Cass rolled her eyes as Lyric straightened her head and pulled her hood back on, tucking her hair down the cloak to get it out of the way. “Ugh. Fine.”

Lyric grabbed Cass’ hand and pulled her out of her chambers and through the palace. “Let’s go!” she whispered.

Cass had always been a good friend of Lyric’s, even before Lyric was queen. Heck, the lightning princess spent more time at Lyric’s castle than her parents’ castle. Though, she and Lyric were quite different. Cass was a lightning mage---though she’d dabbled in fire magic as a child and still knew a few fire spells---and Lyric a shadow mage. They got along well despite the opposite poles of their magic and the fact that Cass’ mischievous streak was significantly smaller than Lyric’s. Cass was playful, but sneaking out wasn’t usually something she’d consider.

Lyric on the other hand...

She found it hilarious to sneak past her guards and knights. It never even occurred to her that such an act proved a security risk. If she could sneak in and out, someone else might be able to as well.

That being said, no one knew her castle better than she did. So perhaps not.

The two girls stole out of the castle, past the town that surrounded it, and out into the woods. Despite what Lyric said about there not being werewolves in the forest, there was certainly howling echoing through the trees.

Electricity crackled down Cass’ free hand in apprehension. She really wasn’t a woodsy person. She preferred the indoors.

The woods were dark, lit only by the full moon’s liquid silver-white light that managed to peek through the leaves of the trees.

When they finally slowed down, the queen and princess were in a large empty clearing.

Emphasis on empty.

Cass pulled her black cloak tighter around herself as a cool breeze blew across the moonlit clearing. “I thought you said your circle of advisors was going to be here,” she remarked, shivering.

“They’ll be here, worry-wart,” Lyric teased. “It’s just easier for me to sneak out than it is for them because I know that castle better than the back of my own hand.” She smirked and lifted up her hand. Shadows fell from it like foam off a waterfall.

“So... are we just out here to watch the moon or is there a point? Because it’s cold out here,” Cass complained.

“You are no fun tonight,” Lyric commented.

Cass shrugged. “I’m tired, Your Majesty,” she said.

The two exchanged titles like “Your Majesty” and “Your Highness” always with a hint of sarcasm. They were good friends and easily on first-name term, but they always used titles when they wanted to be annoying. (Or they had to because they were around other people who would expect them to.)

It was at that moment that Lyric’s circle of advisors turned up.

They were brothers, and the four of them had a very similar look to them. Each of them were powerful mages in their own rights, and they’d serve their kingdom---Lyric’s kingdom---to the end.

Roman emerged from the shadows in the trees first. He was a vivacious fire mage who always made sure that the few fire spells Cass knew were practiced and refined so she wouldn’t forget them.

Next to appear was Patton---the palace healer and eldest of the four. He was gifted with healing magic and made it his life’s work to care for everyone.

Third was Logan, who looked like he couldn’t be less interested in this late-night jaunt to the woods. He was an earth mage and in charge of strategy. Lyric often commented that he was easily one of the brightest minds in the kingdom, and he was proud to be so.

Last was Virgil. A lightning mage like Princess Cass---in fact the one who taught her most everything she knew. He was the youngest of the four brothers, but still a good ten years older than Cass and twelve older than Lyric. When Cass became something of a mainstay at Lyric’s castle, before Lyric was even queen, Virgil had taken Cass under his wing and taught her how to be a lightning mage.

“What’re we doing out here at this late hour, Your Majesty?” Logan asked, rubbing his eyes under his spectacles.

Lyric smiled. “We’re going to do a ritual that requires the full moon,” she informed them.

Virgil and Cass exchanged a cautious look. “What sort of ritual?” Cass asked. “I’m not interested in any blood oaths, thanks.”

Lyric waved her hand. “No, no. Don’t be ridiculous,” she teased. “Maybe next month. This month, we’re doing a Recharge Ritual. It’s an old magic ceremony my dad taught me. It helps boost magical abilities and clear the mind and soul of clutter. Think of it as a luxury relaxation treatment for your magic.”

Patton grinned. “Sounds great! What do we do?” he asked.

“Everyone sit in a circle,” Lyric instructed. Cass plopped down between the mage queen and the lightning mage in the long, soft grass. Lyric sat a bit more gracefully. Roman made a big show of taking his seat with dramatic arm flourishing. Virgil folded himself onto the ground silently and begrudgingly. Patton kept smiling as he hopped down. Logan looked at the ground in disdain before carefully perching himself on his feet so he wasn’t sitting on the grass. “Now hold hands,” Lyric said.

There were only one or two mutters under breath as hands were held---sounding like they came from Cass.

The few clouds cleared away from the moon, letting it shine in its full glory in the inky night sky.

Lyric began to hum. Roman quickly picked up the tune with Patton and Cass right behind him. Logan didn’t look thrilled at the idea of humming, nor did Virgil, but they joined anyway.

Gentle light began emanating from their skin. Where each hand was joined, the light was the color of moonlight---silver-white and peaceful. But the light from under each individual’s skin was different.

Virgil’s was pale violet---like the rare lightning bolts that weren’t blue-white. Cass’ was the blue-white of a common lightning bolt. Lyric’s was a deep, warm gold that darkened the shadows around her. Roman’s was the red-orange of dying flames. Logan’s the green of the earth. Patton’s a lively yellow.

They continued humming, letting the moonlight wash over them and cleanse their minds of stress and useless clutter.

By the time Lyric finished humming---and her friends fading out moments after---there was a sense of peace in the clearing. Each person took a deep breath and sighed.

Cass leaned against Lyric’s shoulder. “Okay,” she relented. “I’m glad you woke me up for this.”

Lyric cheered quietly. “Yesss!”

The advisors all smiled and got to their feet. “We should probably head back. Big day tomorrow,” Logan said.

“Mm,” Lyric agreed. “Guess so.”

They all started to sneak back through the forest. Roman, Virgil, and Cass lighting the way. Virgil and Cass with electric flickers in their hands, and Roman holding a fireball as casually as if it were a common stone.

And not a moment too soon. Dark cloud were brewing in the south, churning their way north, across the sky, toward the kingdom and the castle.

The lights were extinguished before they reached the castle so they could have fun sneaking back to their chambers. Lyric hugged Cass at the latter’s door. “Night, Nutty,” she teased.

“Goodnight, Your Majesty,” Cass replied with a rather cheeky grin, unfastening her cloak. “Get some sleep.”

“You too.”

“See you in the morning.”

“See you.” Cass ducked into her room, leaving Lyric to smile and stroll casually back to her own bedchamber, playing with the shadows cast by the torches as she did so.

Once inside, the storm overhead broke.

Lightning flashed, thunder crashed, and rain poured from the sky. Lyric grinned. “At least the weather held out till we were done,” she said to no one in particular. The burden of the kingdom felt lighter after the Recharging. She felt good. Happy.

Write your wishes onto one side of the paper, then with the words on the wrong sidefold yourself a little balloon as seen here:

You can release these little ones into the universe or burn them. That choice is yours!

{Let’s talk of the stars and planets beyond,} 

{Let us drink the tea made from moon flowers,}

{Let’s enjoy the treats made of stardust and sweet honey,}

{Dress yourself or come as you are,}

{All are welcome here in this Cosmic Wonderland,}

{Bring your heart and leave the mundane world at the door,}

{It’s about fun here, about love and wild magic,}

{Be wary but be free, be free but be wary,}

{For everything exists here, including nothing at all,}

{You have been transported to this sacred space this magical place,}

{Welcome to a Cosmic Affair! Please enjoy your stay!}

I thought joining tiktok would be a good place to continue my craft but the magical users there are very vindictive and toxic. You do something that they even MILDLY don’t like they brand you unworthy of the craft.

Children like that shouldn't even HAVE magic in my opinion and I’m still very upset over it all. I have tried to be the mature one but they crossed the line recently. 

A creature who I’ll call Sorrow, no that’s not their name nor their user name. You all know for the most part that I’ve slept with spirits in the form of ritual masturbation, I worked with, and still work with, my loving mother Aphrodite! And as you all know SEX is 18+. SORROW thought it would be an amazing idea to endanger minors by sending them to my adult-ish content and trying to paint me as a fake.

Yes I’ve since cursed him, yes it appears to be working cause the creature is suffering at the moment. Let this be a lesson though: You can hate me, disagree with me and make fun of me all you want, but you do NOT endanger minors just to get some shits and giggles out of it.

Predators like that need to be cursed to protect children from this sort of behavior. I only check this creatures videos every now and again because I don’t like dealing with such toxic waste, but I’ve noted my curse is working but I’m sad to say they still don’t think they’ve done anything wrong.

Let us all come together and curse those who endanger children and other predator behavior!

So I have said it, So shall it be!