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Then with each succeeding night, as the moon amplified Brunda and Mandrake brought the child back from the land of the lost. Until the eve of the full moon, when Luena agreed to accompany Brunda and help her to pick herbs.
Luena stood in the moonlight watching Brunda dig up a root with her bare hands and wrap it with coarse clothe. A cloudless sky gave the moon full reign and as its silvery fingers brushed against them, the golden haired child began to feel a familiar cold heat envelope her. Gazing at her hands, she saw a silvery cloud covering them. Then from the depths of the mist, silver lightening race up her arms.
Luena looked up to see Brunda staring at her. “My, my, lightening bug, what is this all about?” The old woman queried.
Luena shrugged.
Next day, Druzelle appeared. Upon seeing her sister, Brunda blurted out, “Did you know that Luena was the witch and not her mother?”
Druzelle smiled. “Well, yes, I did. Didn’t I tell you before I left?”
“No, no, somehow you forgot that bit of information,” Brunda invoked. “Might have made it a bit easier to deal with, if you had!”
A worried look crossed Druzelle’s face. “Nothing has happened to Luena?”
“Girl almost starved herself, but no, she’s fine.” Brunda huffed. Then quickly changed the subject. “I’ve been reading all night to find out more about this power Luena has.”
“Yes, she does posses a rare form of magic,” Druzelle mused. Brunda nodded her head and Druzelle eagerly continued, “So please tell what it is that you have found.”
“This little witch has natural magic,” Brunda recanted. “She doesn’t need herbs, magic spells, toads or spiders; only her own essence and the power of the moon’s light. I’ve also found that she can read minds as long as she is touching that sliver necklace around her neck; so there’s no use in your trying to keep secrets from her anymore! I don’t know if she has any other talismans that enhance her magic, but silver and moonlight are definitely strong ones for her.
Brunda’s eyes became two slits. “One thing for sure, Luena’s power is such that it must be carefully cultivated. She must be allowed to grow naturally into whatever she is meant to be. She is young and vulnerable and we must keep her secret from others who might want to exploit her, perhaps for great evil.”
Luena sat in the corner with Mandrake lying happily upon her lap. ‘Vulnerable’, she mulled the word over in her mind. I wonder what that means?
(Continued… https://creativemusingsoflediar.wordpress.com/2013/02/26/tales-of-nightshade-curse-of-job-part-one/)
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