By some unknown force I was compelled back into my solid form and thrown twenty feet back. Landing on the cool wet grass I was paralyzed. What was happening to me? A hot flash of pain burst through my chest and my blackened heart that had died long ago took its first noisy beat. I was changing. Gasping for air, I writhed in agony as the dried up blood in my veins turned to liquid and began to flow through me. My heart beat pounded in my head causing excruciating pain. My vision became tunneled and I felt myself loosing consciousness. Within my mind all the ties and bonds I had with Hell and all that dwell there dissolved and were replaced by tiny threads of destiny tying my existence with that strange girl. Overwhelmed I sank into blackness.
The cauldron bubbled boiled and frothed as I poured in the last ingredients. On the table Grandma had laid out the harvest spell. Glancing outside I noticed fog clouding the beautiful shining moon. "Odd weather." I said to myself picking up the piece of paper with the spell written on it. The language the spell was written in was unknown to me. Shrugging I read the spell aloud in a stammered sort of fashion. The fog outside suddenly disappeared and I could see the moon shining brightly over the garden.
"That must be a good omen." I said cheerfully tidying up the kitchen. Grandma came down the stairs looking about suspiciously.
"What's matter?" I asked.
"I sense something fishy."
"Is it Granddad?"
"Oh never mind. I just thought I would tell you that I have booked an eye test in town tomorrow."
"Do I have to come?"
"Oh course you have to come silly girl!"
"Urgh I hate going to town."
"Quit your back chat young lady. I need help in town with the groceries."
"Fine, whatever you say."
"Young people are so ungrateful."
"I'm going to bed. If Granddad does come in the night please don't wake me up with your bickering." I said heading up the stairs to bed. Grandma huffed at that remark and began to noisily make a midnight snack while I slipped in to my attic room. Closing the dusty trapdoor I tiptoed to the window and stared out at the moon. I loved the moon because she was much like me. Up there in the night sky all alone. Her neighbors the stars were thousands of light years away and she rarely got the odd human visitor. "We shall be lonely together." I said quietly to her. Undressing I put my nightdress on and slipped into bed. Saying a prayer to the moon I closed my eyes and dreamed.
The curtain light awoke me which was unusual because normally I was awake before dawn. Downstairs I could hear Grandma clattering pots and pans in the kitchen making breakfast. Jumping out of bed I ran into the bathroom and had a quick shower. Throwing on my dress I ran down stairs, "Good morning." I said. Grandma shook her head, "Teenagers, always oversleeping."
Ignoring her remark went over to the door as I did every morning, put on my cloak and stepped outside into the fresh air to greet the day. The grass had dried off in the morning sun and the birds had finished to dawn chorus. I hated slacking. Walking towards the vegetable patch to inspect the pumpkins I noticed something odd out the corner of my eye. A foot was protruding out of a clump of grass. Horrified I tiptoed closer wondering if some one had been murdered. Laid amongst the leaves and thickets of grass a was naked young man. Heat flooded my cheeks as I glanced shyly away. Untying my cloak I threw it over his body and then careful rolled him on his back. Immediately I yelled to my Grandma, "Come quick there's a naked man in the front garden."
Grandma poked her head out the front door, "Is he young?"