Creative Writing: The Witch Trails

While Elmer was remaking Bork's armor, Marco and the other captives wondered what was to become of them. A beautiful woman with short dark hair and glowing ice blue eyes walked in, every male eye was drawn to her as she stood there appraising them. She drew a glowing sword that matched her eyes from it scabbard and approached the cage that held them. “Do you know who I am?” The woman said in a voice that echoed through the chamber. Marco gulped, “The Goddess?” The Goddess nodded slightly and asked, “Do you know what I say to innocent bystanders?” The men had all heard the phrase at least a dozen times. “Th-They should stand somewhere else if they don't want to get killed.” Marco responded. “But the minotaurs won't let us leave!” “Be ready, …show more content…

“There's nothing to worry about, the ruling overlord has everything under control.” A dwarf shouted back, “Donkey shit! The Goddess and the Witch will kill us all if you don't let us leave! They're coming tomorrow at dusk!” Doktour retorted, “They're fakes, they have no real power...” If he said anything else, no one heard, his voice was lost in the roar of the crowd. Doktour and Tarro backed into the citadel and bolted the doors as the crowd pressed forward. Tarro burst in on the ruling overlord and told him what was going on and that the Witch and the one the called the Goddess were coming tomorrow at dusk. The ruling overlord commanded, “Recall the bulls, the cows and calves must be protected above all else. Tell Doktour to get rid of the crowd or I'll get rid of him.” Doktour shouted out the second story window above the entrance to the citadel, until they started to look up. “The ruling overlord has given you permission to leave until we have dealt with the witch and the phony Goddess, but he expects you all back in three days time or you'll face the wrath of the bulls of Minos.” That's all he said, then he turned away to face …show more content…

“I've been talking to the others and they're open to the idea of Yarbo's untimely demise.” “Who's Yarbo?” Doktour asked. “That was the ruling overlord's name before we started calling him sir.” Word spread quickly through the crowd and then the city itself, by nightfall all but a few hundred brave or perhaps foolish souls would be gone. Jayna was taking a short break before she started the next scene in her Goddess act. As she sat under one of Ophelia's trees and rested, Belinda sat down beside her. “You're putting on quite a show, but I'm not sure how you're doing it.” “It's Raphael's doing, he put the hive and the nanobots in me back at the pool of Morpheus. He's altered my vocal chords and Morpheus only knows what else to make me sound like this. Don't ask me how he made my eyes glow, he tried to explain it to me, but it's beyond my comprehension.” “What about the sword, why does it glow?” Belinda asked. “I think that has something to do with Elmer,” Jayna lied. Jayna knew it was Angelica's doing, but was sworn to secrecy about her very existence. “Odd, how everyone seems to have picked up the habit of saying, 'By Morpheus,' or 'Morpheus only knows,' like you just did.” Belinda