The Witch Within The Blood Of Grashalo Arc Part Two

 The Green Mist

Loc was woken up by Morgan. She wiped the sleep out of her eyes and went through her morning routine. She then heard the two keys ting against one another as to remind her that the events of the previous day really did happen and she really did visit the places that she did. She felt her heartbeat increase as she realised that there was one more place that she was going to visit that was not only the place that her heroes had met, but also the place that she was to find out the true parentage of Grasharlo.

"So, it's finally time to go and find out who Grasharlos' parents are." Said Ringer. 

"I sure hope that it's worth it!" Lenume` said.

"Me too, although I probably doubt it!" Morgan said. "Reality isn't that kind. After all I have been on many missions that I've been on were nothing but disappointments."

 "I hope that you're talking about the giant bee that you thought was the work of an evil sorcerer that turned out to have been a bee that had accidently drunk from a series of potions that that sleepy wizard kept lying around." He remarked.

"This coming from a man who has put too much stock in some prophecies spoken by a mad man!" She jabbed back.

He smiled and shook his head as they looked out of the window. Lenume` soon landed. They walked to the door and then waited for the door to open. When it did they walked out and then looked around their eyes soon met the large castle that was surrounded by a misty forest. With trees that had purple leaves and jet black tree trunks. As they came closer they saw that the mist was bright green.

She was about to go on when she noticed that it was quiet, too quiet. She looked around and then noticed that the ravens, crow and magpies were staying away. She wondered why until she spotted a small robin flew on and the moment that it flew into the mist and then it seemed to dive down. She then crashed down and to her horror she saw that the robin was dead. Her eyes dropped to see that at her feet was a line of all types of dead creatures!

Her heart sank, she soon remembered reading about those mists. Only those who were intended to survive the mists would survive. This meant that, unless that mist cleared, she and only she would be able to go on. So she knew that she would have to get rid of the mist. 

How? There's nothing that I have read about getting rid of these types of magic mists! I just hope that it doesn't mean that it's impossible.

It is not impossible, there is a way. Her gut told her.

Really, how?

Let me tell you.

I'm all ears

Find something that rhymes with clear. Then say it out loud with a will of steel.

She nodded.

"Do you have something?" Ringer asked.

She nodded.

She thought as she tried to find a good rhyme. She found herself playing with her earlobe as she thought. 

Come on? Beer, deer, fear, gear.. She thought as she went through the entire alphabet. She then got it and then let out a laugh as she wondered how it took her so long. She let in a deep breath.

"Oh green mist that I no longer fear, 

I command you now, go and clear!" She shouted.

The mist did not clear but she then thought about what she had just said. She wondered what she had gotten wrong. That was when she got it. She knew what she did wrong. She then put her will behind her words.

"Oh green mist that I no longer fear, 

I command you now, go and clear!" She said.

Soon the green mist parted and vanished completely. They then was about to walk on until her arm instinctively threw out

No, the power is still here. She thought.

 She frowned and then looked down and saw that there was a green powder coating the place that the mist was. The others looked down and spotted what she had just seen. She soon started to think of a good rhyme to say that would get rid of the rest.

"Power of green, 

Leave this scene!" 

That was when the green powder burst into fire and then was gone. Ringer gave her a questioning look but then shook his head as if he had answered his own question. Knowing that this caused a moment of doubt she started to feel a moment of dread and maybe of fear. Almost like a child feeling like they had done something wrong when they have no basis to do so.

"What is it?" She asked.

"Is that what your gut told you to do?"

"Yes, it told me to think of rhymes and when saying them, day them with will." She told them.

He nodded.

"What kind of voice is it?" He asked.

She gave a puzzled face.

"I don't know… It's definitely not a woman's...No, it's one of a man... A trustworthy man." She said.

Ringer nodded as he led them onwards. It was all to clear that he would be keeping a closer eye on her from now on. Yet, even though it hurt and made her feel lonely, she understood and knew that this would be for the best.

Yet she soon could not shake the feeling that every step towards the castle was a step away from freedom. She could feel that every step created another bar in a cage that she knew would have been molded far before she was born. They soon came to the double doors and it felt more like she was at the doors of her cage. She found herself shaking as this irrational claustrophobia started to choke her. She used the keys to open the doors. And as she opened the for it felt like she was closing the doors on her freedom. She knew instinctively, that the step in the castle was her first step into her cage...