Outsiders HQ
Caleb already moved all the tables to the side of the room, and slowly poured the powder into a circle. Then comes the other type of powder, tracing a line from the center to the outside. All of it common, simple ingredients of what is, emotional investment aside, a common, simple spell.
Well, all common but the key ingredient, yet to be placed in the center of the circle. That key ingredient is sitting on the table, slowly being unwrapped.
When he’s done, Caleb holds up the blade, and just contemplates it. Contemplates what he’s about to do. Who he’s going to call. And though he hopes for success, he fears it at the same time. One doesn’t forget the feel of their own melting, bubbling skin. One doesn’t forget that putrid smell.
“Seek and ye shall find,” he mutters as he places the sword in the center of the circle.
Well, all common but the key ingredient, yet to be placed in the center of the circle. That key ingredient is sitting on the table, slowly being unwrapped.
When he’s done, Caleb holds up the blade, and just contemplates it. Contemplates what he’s about to do. Who he’s going to call. And though he hopes for success, he fears it at the same time. One doesn’t forget the feel of their own melting, bubbling skin. One doesn’t forget that putrid smell.
“Seek and ye shall find,” he mutters as he places the sword in the center of the circle.