Gender: Male Age: 53 Location: Las Vegas, Nv
I glanced at the twisted trees as we went past them and frowned, “that was from magic.”
Sarah sat up and looked before hissing, “look at the fields.”
I nodded as I looked out on black and rotting grain that was still on the stalk. I murmured and a wave of magic spread across the field leaving behind healthy plants bent under the weight of the grain. Kent had already caught a couple of grouse so when I saw the village I was going to stop. When we went through the people glared and cursed.
Everywhere was bare dirt and parched earth. The single large basin in the center of the village had a fountain of thick reddish liquid that made me think of blood. I gestured to stop the wagon and climbed down before heading towards the basin. Sarah climbed down as I stalked around the basin with the stink of blood filling my head.
The chaos in me rose as my anger increased until I made a fist and screamed, “ENOUGH!”
Dust swirled and the earth groaned and shook as the blood flared into flames and then it was gone and clear water replaced it. I spun to glare at the villagers cowering back, “who dared do this!”
An old woman pointed, “the Sorcerer.”
I followed her pointing finger to a ridge where a white stone Keep rose into the air. I growled before turning back, “why?”
They looked at each other and a man cleared his throat, “because we would not bend knee to him.”
I gestured and green grass sprang up to cover the ground. I whispered and magic began to seek and answer my questions. I murmured spells that ripped the other magic here apart and then I faced the Keep. I spoke softly but my words could be heard for many leagues, “I am Dark Cloud. You will come before me.”
The world went silent as if waiting. The tendril of magic that reached for me exploded into mist and fire. I growled as I looked at Sarah sitting calmly, “he wishes me to play a seeking game.”
She looked at the people and I turned, “go home.”
I started walking as storm clouds began to gather and darkness seemed to seep up from the ground. I slashed and the darkness burst into tatters and there was a scream. It was awhile before there was another attempt. Magic flowed out like fingers and the earth shifted and shook. I kept walking and barely glanced at the huge giants as they began to emerge.
Lightning flashed and struck one and it shattered as the echo of thunder ripped the silence around me away. Another bolt struck another giant as I reached the forest and left the destruction behind. Whispers of magic sang through the trees as if to bring them to life but chaos spread as I walked and the magic died. As I began to climb the ridge the trees thinned.
Large rocks and boulders shook loose and started rolling towards me only to turn away before coming close. I turned at the crest and headed towards the Keep and let the chaos spread ahead of me. Rocks began to float and the few trees leaned away as their leaves turned to feathers and the bark to fur.
The wall of flame that swept towards me shimmered and water replaced it and then it was just mist. When I reached the Keep I gestured and the stone wall became water and then mist as I kept walking. I looked around in the huge hall I was standing in, “face me!”
Knives and shards of stone and glass streaked towards me from the walls. I growled and gestured and they vanished in a puff of smoke. I began to whisper and murmur and chant and it was as if the world stopped. I looked around before pointing at the floor in front of me. Chaos exploded out and the walls tore and changed to sand.
Chaos spread through the Keep and I heard chanting before it cut off with a scream. A short bald man appeared in front of me clutching a book and a blackened stick, “you will...”
I growled as I gestured and he froze with a look of absolute fear, “you have defiled us all and tampered with nature. You have broken the wizards law by trying to rule.”
I pointed at the book and a thin line of chaos streaked out to touch it. It seemed to pulse before exploding in flames that sucked in on themselves and vanishing. The book was gone as I pointed to the blackened stick and it crumbled to dust. I took a step and touched his forehead and chaos began to spread from my finger, “from magic to magic.”
I stepped back as chaos continued to consume him and leave tiny motes behind that faded slowly. I spun and walked out as the Keep dissolved into sand completely. I started back to the village and began fixing what the chaos had changed as I went. I found Sarah in the fountain and shook my head, “there is no fish in there.”
She slid out onto the edge, “but it felt cool. What did you do with the sorcerer?”
I looked away, “returned him to chaos.”
She sighed, “perhaps it is for the better.”
I nodded and looked at the few frightened villagers peeking out. I sighed and let my voice breathe on the wind, “the sorcerer is gone and will not return. Your lives are yours to command.”
I turned towards the wagon, “time to leave and let the people return to peace Sarah.”
I dried her and helped her up onto the seat before following. Ann, Tom and Peter were on the roof behind us and Ann cleared her throat, “Dark Cloud?”
I looked at her and she looked around, “they need more help. The sorcerer took more than they had to give.”
I looked around as more of the people came out. I sighed, “perhaps.”
I looked at the fields around the village and whispered. It seemed to drift and spread and grow as a sense of waiting began to be felt. I chanted and murmured and gestured as it grew dark with storm clouds. The whispers on the wind grew louder and as drops of rain began to fall, tiny sprigs appeared.
They grew taller and shoots spread as flowers exploded and then each stock grew a dozen heads of grain. Tall stocks of corn exploded out of the earth and grew a dozen feet into the air. Each had a couple of dozen ears of long thick corn cobs. To the south where it was rocky the earth shifted and broad leafed potato plants emerged and spread like a carpet.
The trees shimmered and shifted and changed to fruit trees as new leaves appeared and then flowers and finally apples and plums and pears. The roaring from the storm quieted and then faded as the storm clouds slowly vanished. I sighed as the world returned to what it should be. The people were huddled together and I gestured to an older man.
He walked towards me and bowed, “lord.”
I almost growled but Sarah put her paw on my thigh, “I am not a lord. Harvest what I have given and share with everyone. May your village know peace and prosper.”
He looked at the others before smiling, “thank you.”
I nodded and gestured to start the wagon moving.
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