Calytrix is a young witch that just turned 20. As it is customary for all witches of her age, she must leave her home village and explore the world. She journeys to find her own place within it and a purpose, but magic is declining and only a few wi...
Rheya was surely up to no good. The girls she gets her hands on will surely have a terrible experience. Who knows what's she thinking? And what's she planning?
I read that black magic sometimes requires human sacrifice. She could be preparing something very ominous and I'm going to stop her. With the witches guild gone there was nobody to control crazy witches, although I now doubt if they were controlling the evildoers like they were supposed to. I don't want Rheya to sully the good name and reputation of witches. Some are bad, but there must be good ones too, the same as people without any magic. I like to believe that people are inherently good.
The fire spirit suddenly snuggled at my cheek. It did it from time to time when I got lost in thought.
"I'm fine. I just had bad encounters with Rheya and neither of us ever convinced the other of anything, but I believe I'll be able to stop her this time. We shouldn't let her do as she pleases," I said.
I explained everything about Rheya to the spirit in the morning and although it didn't talk it mimicked some gestures while I was talking. In a way, we had a conversation.
"Everything alright? Did you say anything?" Taavi said from the front of the carriage as he looked back at me.
"Everything is fine. I didn't say anything," I said.
"I must have imagined it," Taavi said and turned his gaze back at the road.
I felt relief because I also didn't want him to think I was a crazy girl who talks to herself.
"We're now approaching a bad road. Full of holes and stones. The ride will be bumpy so hold on tight and if you can stop our merchandise from falling over," Taavetti yelled from the front. He was controlling the horse with rains and couldn't spare a moment to look at me.
"I'll try," I said.
A few seconds after Taaveti warned me, the carriage was jumping all over and the merchandise was falling all over. I couldn't have stopped it with my hands even if I wanted.
"Movens subsisto!" I chanted a spell that halted the movements of the things around me.
Taavi looked at the back of the carriage where I was and saw his stuff frozen in mid-air. His shocked expression suddenly became a smile.
"Calytrix, thank you for protecting our merchandise," he said.
"It's nothing," I answered.
The bumps in the road didn't stop for a while but keep my focus on the spell was easy. Even though it was uncomfortable it was still better to take a ride then walk all the distance on foot. I couldn't see the outside scenery at all because the cargo part where I was sitting had an old, big sturdy cloth that covered everything. Instead of the sky, all I could see up was a dirty orange white mix.
Taavi and Taaveti weren't rich merchants judging from their carriage and items they sold, but they did manage to get by. Their carriage was made of old wood that had cracks at some parts but the main support pillars were sticking well.
The items were neatly put in boxes and they weren't heavy because they sold small things like jewelry, glasses, and plates. Since everything was lightweight I didn't need much energy to maintain the spells.
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