It was just another day. My sister had been scolding me for yet another thing I did wrong and I'd gone up to the lake outside the city. How was I supposed to know that the spell I was trying to cast was never meant for mortals to cast? After starting the trials of the Tower of Sorcery, I'd progressed faster than any of the others my age and had secretly stolen the forbidden black magic books out of their libraries. Mastering the spells was only half of my triumph. It was the curiosities written down by some of the most powerful sorcerors in the world that peeked my interest. I'd searched for ages to find the amulets that I could amplify the power in my soul to cast spells that were only theoretical.
I'd tried a dozen times before but hadn't known how to harness the energies. Today I had the bandana I'd fashioned out of the beard of a black dragon and the blood red jewel that the gnome had helped me create. I could feel the gem pulling my magic into it and amplifying it. The sensation was incredible. The old book had been written in netherese, the one I had before me was a translation to elder dragon and even then I couldn't read it all. The incantation, the runes, the gestures were all there though. They made sense in a strange way. It was like a secret code behind all magic which was contained in this spell. That's what made it so intriguing.
I planted my feet firmly in the pentagram I'd spent the last hour preparing. It flared up around me and I felt magical energy pushing my hair and cape back like wind. I closed my eyes and let the orbs pull my magical essence out of my body and amplify it. The runes were the easy part, I'd mastered them years ago. Now the incantation and to harness the power beyond the limits of normal spellcasting. I lifted my hands above my head and called to the other realm to give me the gift of power.
Slowly, I spoke words which hadn't been completed in hundreds of years:
Darkness beyond Blackest Pitch,
Deeper than the deepest night.
Lord as vast as the largest ocean
Colder than the coldest Ice.
King of Darkness who shines like gold upon the Sea of Chaos!
I call upon thee and swear myself to thee,
I stand ready to bear the strength you give me.
Let the fools who stand before me be destroyed,
By the power you and I possess!
The surge of magic nearly crushed her to the ground but I stood resolute and let my hands fall forward into the last rune and channeled the spell through them and out toward the middle of the lake. My eyes shot open as the spell cast and flowed through me burning my fingertips and knocking me down. The black and red beam of energy cut off at that point and imploded above the middle of the lake. The explosion caused the water in the lake to flood its shores and the crackling was that of the super nova snapping trees in half. The shield I had casted beforehand and the pentagram shielded me from the blast. The explosion was incredible, the skies darkened overhead and as the area settled only a silence remained.
Death had overtaken the lake. I realized then the power I'd begun to unleash and knew that they'd come for me. Not to punish me, but to enslave me. My sisters punishments would pale in comparison if they knew what I could do and staying here was impossible. I grabbed my things and shoved them into the old magical bag I'd stolen from the Archmages locker. What now? Leaving home wasn't scary, I'd planned that for months. But even as I headed down the long road, I wondered what would change. Maybe it was just that, change would be good and I could carve my own path.
