Counting Corvids Chapter Twenty-Six

Chapter Twenty-Six “Shoot the messengers”

 

Willow raced back to the house and up towards her parent’s bedroom. The house empty she threw open the trunk at the foot of the bed, she rummaged through the bed sheets to find a book. She flicked through potion notes, charms and so on making her own notes to plot her trap. Closing the book she replaced it and made her way off into the locked room moving the lock with a click of the wrist she re-locked the door as she made her way further into the room filled with shelves of jars and set to work.

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“My lord, I trust that you have heard the rumours?” Hunter’s eyebrow raised letting Gray continue. “There has been a ripple, a rumour of your weakness at the hands of the girl. She has hunted us as sport and you let her continue. They are starting to wonder if their loyalty has been misplaced my lord.”

“They are or you are?”
“My lord, I serve only you, she is hunting us all in her quest to find… well, to find you.”
“She won’t find me, will she? Gray?”
“No, my lord.”
*
Willow had summoned yet another Colter the sixth so far, she still hadn’t grabbed Gray’s attention. The message wasn’t being received. By the ninth vanquish she heard a key in the front door. With a few flicks of the hand she had tidied everything away quickly. Readjusting her t-shirt as she raced downstairs smiling as Hunter walked in. “So what have you been up to today?”
“Oh you know, the usual a little clear out, practically done in two shakes of a lambs tail” she smiled, “so what about you?”
“Oh you know, the usual” they smiled and went to make a start on dinner.

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Author Updates (June 16)

Hiya!

Hope all of you are doing well. I know, I know I am naughty this should have gone out yesterday… But I went out :O I know!

 

Well… Whats been happening this month?

I’ve been procrastinating even more. I have a lot to do, the worst part is I don’t know how or when I will get it done.

I have managed to start doing some degree of editing/writing this month, not as much as I would like but it is all slow progress. A change in postcode has meant settling in has been the main priority.

I’ve almost learned my first song on guitar, I chose to learn “Nightingale” by Demi Lovato. I thought it would be nice and easy… Turns out my fingers don’t agree… I am learning though.

I have to say, the highlight of this month? No it wasn’t the food festival, it was seeing my bestie Harry and his mum. It was great to hang out with fellow writers and bounce ideas about improving the work and the ideas around writing. It created a good degree of momentum for knowing what I want to do.

We went to this place called Dotty’s Tearoom. MY gosh it was cute! And I felt like a lady, which for me, we all know isn’t the traditional association for me.

I am still developing a massive idea that has plagued me the last 6 years. I thought I had reached the point where I felt ready to write the first segment of the story… oh boy was I wrong. The overall arch has grown, I feel like I have plotted a drop in the ocean. Yup, that is exactly how it feels.

Oh I’ve also been working on some lyrics.

Been chatting to a few awesome people, having a little social life as I adjust.

Sadly not finished any knitting projects recently. Maybe in time.

Trying to find a way to be effective and proactive and not at all procrastinate from writing.

Oh I brought two new books I have promised myself I am allowed to read only if I finish editing the current thing on my edit tray. I should really work on splitting that reward into two so that I get even more motivation to pursue the next idea I have for here. I’m getting there though. However slowly.

But it is getting better.

I apologies for the late release of this months author update.

May luck and adventure be on your side!

ARA xxx

Counting Corvids Chapter Twenty-Five Cheeky Extras

Enchanted woods

Magic is everywhere, especially here. Very little is what it seems, hedges grown like walls are like wisps of air. Full of magical creatures, portals and markets. You never really can tell where you are going.

If you run to escape and get out of the woods you end up running further and further inside it, it’s a trap for mortal men, but magical beings seem to navigate it much better.

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Counting Corvids Chapter Twenty-Five

Chapter Twenty-Five “In the ruins”

 

Willow stood on the edge of a dense woodland staring into the darkness. Patches of sunlight littering the ground, stood in her way was a Colter demon attempting to block her path. It only took moments for Willow to vanquish it. She started heading into the trees following the pull through the darkness.

Willow slipped past creeping ivy covered trees, thorny bushes and fallen logs. Her sense of unease grew the tighter the gaps between the trees shrunk away. In a tiny clearing she came across a web of ivy blocking her path, impatient she blasted it away. “You shouldn’t have done that” Willow whipped around to see an ivy demon standing behind her. The demon had pulled creeping ivy through ground as it began wrapping itself around Willows feet. Willow started firing at the demon moving at speed around her. Finally Willow hit her and the demon burst into bright pink flames. Willow broke free of the ivy, turned and ran through the trees leaping over stumps.

Willow hit another clearing, in front of her stood a ruined mansion. Willow edged forward, shadows moved where the glass used to be in the frames. Willow walked up into the doorway struggling to push against the heavy door. Creeping through the entrance her eyes strained by the decaying building. Willow stepped forward onto a creaking board immediately she was surrounded by tall women with graying skin and lavender hair their clawed hands out stretched.
“Wait no, I need to talk… I need to know!” A banshee opened its mouth beginning to scream, automatically she vanquished it the others flinched. “None of that.”

They nodded their understanding. “I need to know who this was stolen for” they feigned ignorance at the presented talisman until she threatened another vanquish.

“Wait” a raspy voice sounded, “you must seek one whose minions loyally serve.”

“Explain” Willow caught sight of the banshee lurking in the corner of her eye advancing, watching her. The banshee that spoke remained silenced. Willow vanquished its advancing comrade “Fine, your trail continues with a Colter follow the trail back but beware, more danger then you will dare to dream lies ahead, understand this, you didn’t hear it from us.” Willow saw them beginning to circle once more like hyenas they had started to relax their jaws, Willow shimmered away to avoid their sudden pounce landing back into the forest. “Gray.”

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Counting Corvids Chapter Twenty-Four Cheeky Extras

Underworld

Demons live here. It is a magical space under the crust of the earth, a bit warm and sticky in weather. It is a labyrinth of caves, tunnels and chambers. Only the best, strongest demons have the best chambers and quarters. There’s a prison somewhere too.

Some portions are made torturous and often have mortals accidentally wondering into them; this can turn the mortal into whatever demon is the first to find them or turn them into a snack or target practice for the evil magic in the chambers.

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