PrologueA Chapter by Izzy
A mystical, light blue mist streamed through the air in the dark forest. It looked as if it was visible wing; spirit like. The mist winded through the trees, the sky showed a darkened violet with grey like clouds hovering, the full moon shined lighting up the sky along with the blinking stars. They were various sizes, a few rocketing across the the night sky.
Nice night. But, something was bound to happen. To someone, at anytime. A shriek of high pitch laughter echoed through the darkness, the mist was now speeding quickly towards the laughter. The mist reached a hidden, and abandoned castle. Moss was growing between the grey stone, vines were hanging from the towers, the draw bridge chains were rusted tight as the bridge was permanently lowered. The mist glided into the castle; it heard the laughter again as it filled the empty corridors. The mist finally entered the hall of the laughter. There, a young woman sat in a throne, leading up to it was a tattered red carpet and the golden outline was fading. The woman was pale, her skin almost transparent, and her hair was dark, curly brown. She wore a black gown that had a deep v-neck, the gown reached below her feet which were occupied with evergreen wines twisting up her ankles and halfway up her calves. The gown had long, wide sleeves as well. A white string was zig-zagged up the v-neck over her chest; the string corresponded with her grey-purple eyes. Her dark gown represented her soul. Dark and cold. Slowly, the mist unfurled into a human body shape. The spirit was a woman. Her knee long dress was torn and one strap was missing from her shoulders. Her hair was long and wavy, it looked wind-swept. She traveled barefoot. Her ghost-like features made her look haunting, but, little did the people who saw her know that she was just a kind spirit. The spirit approached the dark woman and knelt down, "Your Majesty," it spoke in a rather quiet, peaceful voice, "I have news brought to you from the Wizarding Kingdom." The woman's lips curved into a mischievous smile, "Go on..." she spoke rather intimidating and seductively. "It's time." the spirit said finally looking up at the dark woman. "Wonderful..." she spoke in a dark voice, slightly hoarse, "May the Wizarding Wars officially begin." © 2013 IzzyAuthor's Note
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7 Reviews Added on August 9, 2013 Last Updated on August 9, 2013 Tags: the wizarding wars, enchanted, prologue AuthorIzzySouth Yorkshire, Doncaster, United KingdomAboutHello! My name's Izzy! I'm here to write till my hearts content! I am 13 and turning 14 on the 11th of August! I am very excited! ∞Adventure Time∞ ∞One Directon—Larry & .. more..Writing
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