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know who has intruded my home.”
Rose looked up from the books and grimaced as the old lady entered the room. It wasn’t possible for her to have come from such evil, surely there was good in this woman. “I am Rose, Grandmother, your daughter Mary’s child.”
Elizabeth cackled her amusement. “Not possible, Rose is but an infant. You are a young woman.”
“ I am seventeen years of age, Grandmother. I have passed through my mother’s wardrobe seventeen years from now to come back here and stop you from using a power you have not been given rights to. The sisters of the witches are very angry with you, Grandmother. The gift of love was bestowed on me the day you left me with them. It was seen that my heart is pure, so only I am allowed to cast the spells of love. You will undo what you have done to Fern and Rowen.”
“ It cannot be undone. I bound the spell against all who would intrude.” Elizabeth looked at the girl and knew she was Rose. She had her mother’s eyes. “Go away now, child, and leave me be.”
Rose stood and walked to her. Reaching out, she took hold of her bony hands and lifted them over her head. “You will not defy the wishes of the sisterhood, Grandmother. Repeat these words as I say them, and the spell will be broken.” Elizabeth tried to free her hands but she held on tight. “If you wish to retain thy place amongst the sisters, you must do this.”
“ Alright, alright. Say the words, then leave me be.” Elizabeth fought her temptation to deny the child again, but knew better. If the sisters sent her, she would have to obey. She stood in silence as the girl’s eyes rolled to the back of her head. Then repeated the words as they came from her mouth.
“ Goddess of love, be ye gone. Hear no more thy siren's song. From Fern and Rowen you will fly, ensuring their love will no longer bind.”
Rose released Elizabeth’s hands and stepped away, she knew the danger of her anger. “I leave you now, Grandmother to return to my own time. Remember the books of time and watch all you do. Do not do anything to break the balance, lest you pay for thy evil deeds.” Holding her grandmother’s cheeks in her hands, she bent forward and kissed her forehead. “Goodbye, Grandmother.”
Elizabeth sunk into her chair after the girl left her to disappear back up the stairs. The stupid child was too soft. She’d fail as a witch. Of this she was certain. “Cursed girl!”
* * * *
The way their eyes held each other, Rowen felt as if he could see all the way to Fern’s soul. “I love you Fern.” He spoke the words as he began pushing his hips forward. He would take her slowly as he loved her too much to cause her pain. But the pain would be his, crumbling forward he yelled out when her knees came together like a vice.
“ Stop, oh my God Rowen, stop.” Fern pushed away so quickly that she almost slammed her head against the rocks behind her. With her eyes wide and her white knuckles pressed against her mouth, she sat naked and shaking, realizing what they’d almost just done.
Rowen sat in bewildered silence as his body tried to recover. His loins felt as if someone had put a flame to him then tried to put it out with kerosene. His first instinct was to grab her and hold her in place, thinking she was afraid of the unknown. But he knew better, by the look on her face; she looked as if she was ready to kill him. “Fern, I’m sorry. I don’t know what happened.” Reaching his hand across the distance between them, he tried to touch her but she immediately flinched away as if his hand were a spider.
“ Oh my God Rowen, I can’t believe we almost…!” Pushing past him she scrambled to her feet and grabbed her clothes before disappearing through the opening of the cave.
“ Fern!” He watched as she disappeared down the trail toward the river. Gathering his clothes, he dressed quickly then went in pursuit.
By the time he caught up with her she was sitting next to the river’s edge
Rose looked up from the books and grimaced as the old lady entered the room. It wasn’t possible for her to have come from such evil, surely there was good in this woman. “I am Rose, Grandmother, your daughter Mary’s child.”
Elizabeth cackled her amusement. “Not possible, Rose is but an infant. You are a young woman.”
“ I am seventeen years of age, Grandmother. I have passed through my mother’s wardrobe seventeen years from now to come back here and stop you from using a power you have not been given rights to. The sisters of the witches are very angry with you, Grandmother. The gift of love was bestowed on me the day you left me with them. It was seen that my heart is pure, so only I am allowed to cast the spells of love. You will undo what you have done to Fern and Rowen.”
“ It cannot be undone. I bound the spell against all who would intrude.” Elizabeth looked at the girl and knew she was Rose. She had her mother’s eyes. “Go away now, child, and leave me be.”
Rose stood and walked to her. Reaching out, she took hold of her bony hands and lifted them over her head. “You will not defy the wishes of the sisterhood, Grandmother. Repeat these words as I say them, and the spell will be broken.” Elizabeth tried to free her hands but she held on tight. “If you wish to retain thy place amongst the sisters, you must do this.”
“ Alright, alright. Say the words, then leave me be.” Elizabeth fought her temptation to deny the child again, but knew better. If the sisters sent her, she would have to obey. She stood in silence as the girl’s eyes rolled to the back of her head. Then repeated the words as they came from her mouth.
“ Goddess of love, be ye gone. Hear no more thy siren's song. From Fern and Rowen you will fly, ensuring their love will no longer bind.”
Rose released Elizabeth’s hands and stepped away, she knew the danger of her anger. “I leave you now, Grandmother to return to my own time. Remember the books of time and watch all you do. Do not do anything to break the balance, lest you pay for thy evil deeds.” Holding her grandmother’s cheeks in her hands, she bent forward and kissed her forehead. “Goodbye, Grandmother.”
Elizabeth sunk into her chair after the girl left her to disappear back up the stairs. The stupid child was too soft. She’d fail as a witch. Of this she was certain. “Cursed girl!”
* * * *
The way their eyes held each other, Rowen felt as if he could see all the way to Fern’s soul. “I love you Fern.” He spoke the words as he began pushing his hips forward. He would take her slowly as he loved her too much to cause her pain. But the pain would be his, crumbling forward he yelled out when her knees came together like a vice.
“ Stop, oh my God Rowen, stop.” Fern pushed away so quickly that she almost slammed her head against the rocks behind her. With her eyes wide and her white knuckles pressed against her mouth, she sat naked and shaking, realizing what they’d almost just done.
Rowen sat in bewildered silence as his body tried to recover. His loins felt as if someone had put a flame to him then tried to put it out with kerosene. His first instinct was to grab her and hold her in place, thinking she was afraid of the unknown. But he knew better, by the look on her face; she looked as if she was ready to kill him. “Fern, I’m sorry. I don’t know what happened.” Reaching his hand across the distance between them, he tried to touch her but she immediately flinched away as if his hand were a spider.
“ Oh my God Rowen, I can’t believe we almost…!” Pushing past him she scrambled to her feet and grabbed her clothes before disappearing through the opening of the cave.
“ Fern!” He watched as she disappeared down the trail toward the river. Gathering his clothes, he dressed quickly then went in pursuit.
By the time he caught up with her she was sitting next to the river’s edge
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