MysticBlueRaven
The Summons
As the bewitching hour approached, she could feel the air growing thick with an otherworldly energy. The shadows around her seemed to twist and writhe, as if alive and waiting for her call.She closed her eyes, taking a deep breath to center herself, and began to chant the ancient words passed down through her family for generations.
The words were a key to unlock the realm of the ancestors, a bridge between the worlds of the living and the dead. She could feel their presence, a subtle vibration beneath her skin, as they began to stir and awaken.
