Monday, October 02, 2006
Blood-curdling... -- Part 4
Haggis spent these dark and lonely days with only her snakes for company and consolation. The snakes multiplied as time went by, unnoticed by the desolate woman. They slithered freely about the hovel and Haggis had to be careful where she tread for fear of stepping on one of the deadly vipers. With no friends or loved ones left to her, she knew one bite from the snakes would bring her untimely end in a most terrible fashion.
And then there came the blackest, bleakest time in the life of Haggis. Her magic was failing. She discarded Dedman in favor of yet more snakes, but the snakes failed to restore her magic. She made burnt sacrifices, uttered dark prayers to arcane gods, spent countless hours with her spells and charms. Nothing worked. Her magic was fading more with each passing day...