Saturday, January 13, 2018

Creative Writing

Outside the cabin, the wind howled through the trees, while inside, the old woman's fire was nearly out.  The fire little but bright, the embers blowing high in to the sky with the wind.  But no one knew the magic of the embers. The ember touched a bird and turned it to a fiery bright phoenix and one would touch a wolf and turn it into a wolf of fire.  Anything touched by the ember of the old woman's fire would into something mystical.  The magical embers wanted a human to control and turn in to a  one who can bend the element of fire.  They wanted to take over the whole world and gain complete power.  The only thing that can save the world from was the embers is the mystic water.  The only way to get the mystic water is to touch one ember to water but it must only be one ember.  The woman woke up and noticed the mystical beasts assembling around the fire.  The women notices it reminds her of one of her witch books she did not think was telling any truth.  She runs to the book and sees how to make the mystic water and gets the water.  But the second she opened her door the embers came closer causing her to slam the door but notices a couple of embers made it in she manages to slip one of them into the water.  The water starts to glow and she goes to the book and reads that she had to pore the water on the fire.  She decides to open the window and throw the bottle into the flames before anything was able to get to her and the flame goes out and with a glow everything goes back to normal.

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