Anne Onymous and Mrs. Peterson sat drinking tea at a café table hanging in an endless expanse of white. Flickering shadows were cast into the infinite expanse from a pulsating pink and purple star hovering above an ornate silver tea set. "We have three minutes left. Are you ready?" The reserved right-hand servant of the Worlock asked the Wotch. "We have gathered 180 artifacts of the Wotch representing 4000 years of human herstory. Each member of the Venusian liberation force will be given a taken which was associated with a different bearer of the mantle of the Wotch. This simultaneously will symbolize the connection between our Liberators and human herstory and allow the individual members of the Force to use their retro-cognition to understand the life times and abilities of the individual wotches. Since the Galactic Federation and Admiral Jessa launched the invasion to gain control over magic, this will give them an understanding of it's power and scope..." The endless plane of white behind the Wotch became an endless plane of black spiraling out from the bearer of the mantle. Anne was surrounded by a red flame as she stood and with furrowed brow spoke in a low and ominous voice that rippled reality: "THEY SHALL UNDERSTAND MAGIC -- THE ALL CONSUMING POWER -- THE UNENDING SCOPE - THE ILLUSION OF CONTROL - AND THEY... SHALL... NEVER... BE THE SAME!!!" The flames and darkness faded as quickly as it arose and Anne returned to her seat. "More tea?"
Rated: G Author: M I T Sasquatch <kyledhollingsworth @ yahoo · com> Sep 09, 2008 09:29 |