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enchcntrcss:

                      STRANGER THINGS: THE WARLOCK

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                                ( magic, bright as the sun, magic, dark as the moon.)

 

                    EYES NARROWED as plumped lips stayed plastered together.

Dark hair pulled tightly back as a thick-silk train of green fabric flowed behind a tall woman. Rough skin covered by stained cloths, as nails darkened from the grounds of the earth.

 

                          “for I have seen many, powerful.
a dark deep voice vibrated and airily  repeated itself in layers.

EYES shinned an aged gold, and lashes, as many feathers.

 

“But no one as powerful as thee. Have I––––––––anck su namunthe ENCHANTRESS, met 

                                                        her indifferent match?

 

(Diamonds, Gold, Rich, but if only one could pick ONE,  who would pick which? of course a

                                                     witch would take a twig)

 

“One taketh power from another, but NO––––Not you, I can hear the POWER rushing through            

                            your veins like a rush of mighty wind, and such I crave.”

@xstrange 

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              at the wispy tone tone of voice that nearly echoed throughout the building stephen paused, eyebrows furrowing in confusion. this.. was not exactly what he expected, when he was told to come here by a crazed man he wished he’d never met. 

  you are not the first to crave the power that i possess, nor will you be the last, my lady enchantress.     his voice was cautious as he approached, red cloak billowing behind him not unlike her own green fabric. 

thousands of years has he seen past, and with at ouch of magic he could tell that the same could easily be said for this.. enchantress.

hands remain in his pockets, hiding away scars long since etched into his skin —— an action he has well practiced, as evident by how smooth his actions were.

his left blue eye glow with an ethereal aura about it, bright in contrast to his natural grey. magics swirl beneath the glow, a pool of untapped power that he saved for.. special, occasions.

“   i’m afraid i can’t allow you to destroy anymore property, my lady. should you be the type to simply talk.. the power you so desire will not be raised against you.  



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