Apologies. I’ll need to take yet another break from TSW due to some more things happening in real life. My hope is to soon get to a point in my life where I’ll be able to escape from these troubles. Wish me luck!
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TSW: Chapter 86 – Icy Hot
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Chapter Eighty-Six – Icy Hot
The door opened slowly to a silent, unsettling hall. Lucy stepped inside, followed by her two younger sisters, Kali and then Mara. She took lead, as was her way, and although they didn’t hear anything, they proceeded with subtlety. The home was small and within an ordinary residential district, and although they did have the means to wipe the memory of mortals that may see them, they were on high alert for the potential owners of such an abode.
Complete and utter silence was impossible for all three of them. Kali, being a master of stealth and trickery, was more than capable, but with all of them combined, their footfalls didn’t fall on deaf ears. They suddenly heard the sounds of muffled, panicked voices.
“There’s people here,” whispered Mara.
Lucy brought a finger to her lips, and beckoned them farther. They turned the corner to spot two humans tied to chairs, with not only their mouths gagged, but their eyes covered. There was no need for the latter, unless the culprit knew there was something they weren’t meant to see. It had to be Anzu’s work. She cared that much at least.
TSW: Chapter 85 – Come Together
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Chapter Eighty-Five – Come Together
“Tension continues to rise after the sudden terrorist attack that occurred not long ago in Spokane, Washington. Multiple explosions were set off south of the Holy Cross Cemetery. Fortunately, emergency officials were quick on the scene, but not everybody could be saved. Two reported deaths and over a dozen injured.”
A small girl, though only in height, was sitting alone at a table within a fast-food joint, swiping her finger down across the screen of her phone. In front of her was an empty plate and a half-empty glass of pop. She browsed through various news articles, some with video as was the report on Spokane. Her usual sites were bookmarked and she tapped through them.
Conspiracy nuts online were already mumbling about the attack. She knew that, as much as the government wishes they could, it’s impossible to hide everything. People spoke of weird memories of monsters. People flying. All sorts of things that anyone would dismiss, but Poppet wasn’t buying the cover story.
Her temper grew to a boil as she stared intensely at her plate. Finally, she yelled, “You call this a meal? That was an insult to my refined taste!”
TSW: Chapter 84 – Freedom
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Chapter Eighty-Four – Freedom
As Eldrian remained backed up against the wall upon his mattress, he had to do something, but if he was seen casting a spell, it would yet again be broken. He thought quickly and started to create a magical symbol on the wall with a single hand, and in the meantime, he stalled by speaking. It was slow at first, but the man didn’t notice. Then, he took one final move and blinded him temporarily. That was why he spat. It granted him just enough time to finish, and fortunately, he was none the wiser.
Next all he needed to do was wait for the perfect moment. The spell infused into the wall directly behind his back was similar to his Push spell, but he could activate it remotely. Escape was soon approaching. Just a little farther, and…
The spell went off perfectly, sending Eldrian up and towards the man looming over him. His head crushed the man’s nose and dazed him. He flew over the man laying upon the ground, already preparing another spell, this however was not to be aimed at him.
TSW: Chapter 83 – Doin’ It For Themselves
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Chapter Eighty-Three – Doin’ It For Themselves
Sweat ran down from beneath Lucy’s hair and down the bridge of her nose as her muscles tensed—hands locked on pieces of metal to adjust the direction of their teleportation mechanism. Mara helped as well, though she wasn’t quite tall enough to reach it all. Meanwhile, Kali stood back with her eyes closed, and pointed in various directions.
“That’s right. A little bit to the left… stage left. That’s the other left. And up next. I think.”
Lucy was feeling exhausted, as were the rest of them. They had been tirelessly working toward finding and putting a stop to their sister’s scheme. At the very least, they wanted to speak with her. “You think?”
“Right there! It’s hard to narrow it down to a specific point, but I think Kevin is right about there. You sure about this, though? We’ll probably be popping right into a prison cell or something. You know what they do with wizards there.”
TSW Will Return!
It’s been quite some time. I apologize for the delay, but real life stuff yadda yadda. The important thing is the New Year is coming, and you should expect to see more wizardly adventures sooner than later!
No Chapter Tomorrow
There won’t be a chapter uploaded tomorrow, so don’t be confused! I won’t post a date for the next chapter this time around. While I’d like to release one for next Tuesday, real life has been a little chaotic lately. But TSW will return. Stay tuned~!
TSW: Chapter 82 – Gloves are Off
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Chapter Eighty-Two – Gloves are Off
The voice came again. It struck Kevin with terror that he could hear his close friend calling out from the other end, and with him trapped on the chair, there was nothing he could do. Kevin yanked up on the metal bindings over his arms, which started to dig a groove into his flesh.
“I can’t take it!” Eldrian cried.
Taj, with his walkie-talkie in hand, paced left and right and let the words sink in deep. The room become quiet, apart from the sounds of the man’s footfalls tapping against the concrete floor. Then, he turned, and stared over his his captive. There was less expression on his face than he initially expected.
Kevin stared back up him with a burning ferocity not at all hidden behind his eyes—a fire stoked further by something. There was little fear, which Taj clearly didn’t expect.
“Are you ready to talk?” he asked bluntly. What little patience he had was fading.
“Hell no.”
TSW: Chapter 81 – Pain
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Chapter Eighty-One – Pain
The wildness was frigid far north in Alberta, near the eastern border. Zayna didn’t seem to mind despite her attire. Daveon, Renatta, Deena, and Arlandria followed behind her garbed in goats and scarves as they delved deeper between the trees. There were hardly even the sounds of animals around them as they neared a dark cave entrance within the rocky hills.
“This is it,” Zayna explained. “Anzu and the others. We were all staying here. She called us Sagitta Malum.”
“So she probably wants a lot more than we’ve seen already, if she’s given her people a name,” said Daveon.
“She never said exactly what she wanted in the end, but it seemed that way, yes. Now be on guard. There’s no telling who’s going to be in here. But if she is, we’ll make her pay for this.”
TSW: Chapter 80 – Dirty Deeds
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Chapter Eighty – Dirty Deeds
Hours had passed since the incident in Spokane. Not a single person within the city retained their memory of the demon attack. In fact, a different thought supplanted the original, which was a tale spun by the government to once again cover up the existence of magic on Earth. They would possibly go on with their entire lives believing a powerful storm came through the city, and emergency teams were already on-scene to help those in need.
That was far away, however. Whitfield stood by a sharp-dressed older gentleman with peppered hair and a goatee, sitting behind a desk covered in papers. There were no windows, and the specific location was entirely unknown to others. They could have been across the planet, underground, or beyond.
The third being in the room was the one that hadn’t a clue, as her fuzzy bat body was helplessly blinded by the big she was placed within. Whitfield placed it down in the center of the room and undid the string that held it closed. The material fell loose to reveal Anzu’s avatar, messenger, and whatever else one would like to call it. They both shared her purple lips, but it was otherwise entirely different from her normal body. And it was laying motionless.
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