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Dance With a Demon I

By Pen Penguin

Copyright 2012 Pen Penguin

Smashwords Edition

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In the middle of a barren field stood a young woman with long blondish brown hair, clothed in a form-fitting pale blue dress. Her name was Siela, and she was a practitioner of magic arts, a witch if you will. Before her was a configuration of runes scrawled out on the ground with blood. They were positioned in a circular manner, with the skull of a goat placed at its center. Checking over it for the fourth time in a row, Siela nodded agreeably to herself. Nothing appeared out of place. The atmosphere and ambience was just right. Everything was ready.

Concentrating deep within her, she called upon her powers as witch, drawing upon her inner well of mana. The air around her flickered and warped, as a hazy aura of magic came into existence around her. Slowly, she raised a hand to the sky, and called out,

"In the name of Siela! Come forth, demon!"

A bolt of lightning struck down from the heavens, smashing the goat skull to pieces. The blood began to give off a faint reddish glow. In front of her, a humanoid shape materialized from the aethers, shifting and warping with the air around it. Before it had fully materialized, it took a deep and graceful bow.

"Greetings. I am the demon, Travinsky."

Shifting fully into view, a dark, raven haired man appeared before her, dressed in an impeccable suit, exquisite black leather shoes, and vintage white gloves. As he returned to an upright position, it was clear that he stood tall above normal men, and likely did not lack for the attention of females.

"My name is Siela, I am the one who summoned you here."

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