The magician wanted to go camping in some woods. Something about finding the right place for his Halloween ritual.
These woods are dark and to be honest give off a type of forboding energy. They are thick too. I think you could easily get here. But the magician seems to know his way around ok.
But now i feel uncertain about his project. These woods are old I can feel it. Like a dark shadow thats always there.
The magician seems comfortable enough though, what is gnawing at me. He also seems knowledgeable of setting up his own campsite. So, what has me on edge?
I want to explore the woods but I dont want to leave him. He put up at tent and is starting a campfire.
I can see what he sees , the ritual with cloaked figures and lighted torches. I know I am there but cloaked. Its almost like the night sky cloaks me. It feels like the magician wants me there and wants others to know Im there but yet not to see me. Its strange.
I know there will be a circle and I will be there but, I will be in there circle. And thats when the fear kicked in. These woods are old they have very ancient spirits and a ritual will draw attention. I cant be in the circle and protect the circle. Or maybe I could as i can divide myself but Im not sure how great it would be. My attention divided at two very important times, with me not attempting it before would be insane.
I have to voice my concern about this. But how to approach him about this? Just take a deep breathe and do it. Its just tricky sometimes magician get all edgelordish and think you dont think they are powerful enough or whatever, and then they insist on doing things that may not be in their best intrest. Its like walking a high wire to ask certain question, tilt either way and you fall. But Im going to try.
So, this ritual that your planning, Im going to be in the circle with you ? I ask him.
Yes, you know that.
Well, who is going to be gaurding it then? Protecting it?
He looks at me. I know he can see me. At least some what. The circle will be fine. He says, and returns doing something with the campfire.
Im sure it will be but I would just feel better if i knew it were protected.
He looks at me again, can you just let me worry about how my ritual takes place.
I take in a sharp breathe , i can tell this might lead to a fight and i dont want to fight. Im just concerned.
Just humor me, and set up some type of protections, please.
There i said please. Isnt that the magic word for getting your way?
The magician lets out a long slow breathe. Fine, if it will help you feel more at ease, I will set up protections.
Thank you!
I mean, I really dont need for you to freak out on me during a ritual.
Ive been known to freak out.
I know.
What else are we doing tonight? Your said you had something else to do here besides scoping out a good place for your ritual.
Im going to name you.
But I already have a name. A few actually. Wont one of those do?
One i cant use for certain reasons you already know, and the other one I dont want to use.
Why not?
Because, I dont want to.
But why?
Are you five? I said i dont want to, thats it.
Its not a good answer. I dont see anything wrong with my name.
I dont want to call you that. Thats why.
Because, Azazel gave it to me?
I hit a nerve. And might have regretted it, but I know its true.
I am not calling you something he named you.
But why? What do have against him? You kept me from meeting him didnt you?
Look, i know you can be in more than one place so no i didnt keep you from him. And the only thing Ive bound you to, you were willing. If you didnt meet him its your own fault. But do I care that you missed meeting him? No.
Ugh. Why do you feel that way?
I just do.
But why?
Will you stop it with the why’s! Its personal.
Maybe I would understand if you told me.
He kept you from me. So its turnabout.
No he didnt.
Yes he did. And yes you already know when. So drop it.
I dont want to drop it. If you have issue with Azazel, then fine but dont let that interfere with my relationship with him.
Your relationship?? With Azazel? Thought that was over.
Really. We are still friends.
The magician looked really angry but damn. What was i suppose to say. I dont get this thing between him and Azazel.
He kept you from me when I told him to leave because I was trying to work with the dragon. But he didnt.
He did what you asked. I pulled him back. Because I didnt know what was going on.
It wasnt a request.
Well, there you go. Thats why you didnt get what you wanted.
But I did get what I wanted. I just had to have more patience than everyone else.
I think you both need to grow up, and let that shit go!
Your one to talk.
Ok. Good point. But still.
I am giving you a new name tonight in this forest, under the stars. And that is how its going to be.
Fine.
I decided to go cool off. I really cant get angry all the time. It doesn’t help anyone. Especially, me.
Im not sure how long I had been exploring. I found a little stream that I was following. But I felt the magician pull me back to him.
He had an athame and some other things around him. It felt like i was laying on my back on the ground and was on top of me straddling me. Holding me in place.
He cut his hand and mine and held them together. Blood mixing with blood. Im not sure how he cut my hand. But it felt that way. He took his knife and dug it into my stomach and moved it around until it touched something and pulled it out. It was a small round white orb or maybe a stone.
He was saying something, chanting or incantations. Im not sure. I was feeling dizzy. He was waiting for my new name to come to him. The orb or stone seemed to float away, and then a name appeared over us in gold letters. Gretta.
I had to look it up. Curiosity and all. Gretta some sources say greek and some say german though all say it means Pearl. Just insane that a white stone was pulled from me and the name pearl, a white stone.
Im exhausted.
3, 4 and 14 are in that general part of the world.