Yami Shorts

The Final Witch Cari nursed her damaged wrist as Scar bandaged it up. It still felt saw although most of the pain had subsided. They had notified Queen Bethany that it was all over and they spent the rest of that day berrying the dead and other were re-berried. The Queen then prayed over the new graves and personally made sure that everyone was alright. She went from all the children of all classes then to the women and then to the men. She did not leave to her castle until she knew that she had not missed anyone out. Then came the late afternoon. “Why did you think that she did it?” Cari asked as she rubbed her wrist. “I can't say that I know.” “When she placed her hand on my curse mark it felt off, like she was touching my very curse!” she said as she shivered. “And then my soul.” “Well there's toning and tomorrow night to go until the half year moon's cycle's over.” he said. “Yeah, you looking forward-” Suddenly she started to feel a jolt of pa

The Fourth Witch When they landed on the next island they immediately noticed something ere there was a thin pale white mist surrounding the darkened island. They looked around as they stood there on the dusty doc they could see neither boat nor person there. As they looked around they spotted that underneath the doc there were thin cobwebs and fungus covered the polls supporting the doc. It was still dark even-though, by Ryo's reforming as a human, they could tell that the sun was up. They could see that the trees were anything but well groomed and has overgrown vines choking the life out of them. The leaves were pale and the ground was covered with a pale thick overgrown grass. “I don't like the look of this.” “You are not the only one.” Scar remained quiet and shivered. Her face was as pale as the leaves and her eyes seemed to be out of focus and distant. Her eyebrows were raised as if she was about to cry, but her eyes refused to let those tears drop. “

The Third Witch They docked at the next island. They spotted a man who's eyes were unfocused and jacket and trousers were both dirty and just as jaded as his eyes. He just sat thee almost as if he was nothing but a living shell of who he was. His face was thin and he looked as if he was barely breathing. He fell down and the dust showed that his breathing stopped. “What did I just see?” Scar asked. “He died.” “No, that poor man was dead along time ago.” The Chronicler said. “What do you mean by that?” Cari asked. “Cari, do you even want to know?” Ryo commented. “No.” “So, who is this witch and what does she collect?” Scar asked. “Her name's Thinind and she collects minds.” “How?” “She pulled the souls out of people and divides the mind will and emotions and takes the mind out and puts the rest back in the body.” she explained. They all shivered at that as they walked past the corpse. They walked on and as they walked on the road displayed more an

The Second Witch “How are you feeling today?” The Chronicler asked Scar. “I dunno...I don't think....Never mind you wouldn't understand. So who's the next witch we have to k-” she felt her throat tighten. “Take down.” Cari reached out to her older red eyed clone. “It will be alright Scar. We will kill her this time.” she said. “Doesn't make it any better.” she mumbled. “Well, her name is, I can not promise that I am pronouncing this right, Myranna Nightdeath. She, I must warn you, likes to collect bones. There is even a rumour that her house is made of them!” “What? How does it keep intact?” Scar asked. “Magic.” “Oh...” They arrived at the island. They spotted that the island and they spotted that there was a crimson path. It had a scull at the base. “Looks like she left a path for us.” “'Follow the yellow brick road'...” “What?” “Never mind.” They stepped on the doc and then followed the road. Which led to a hut with two fl