Thursday photo prompt: Frozen #writephoto

Rachel felt the temperature drop as she and the scouts neared Ewan’s camp. She spoke, telepathically, to the men as they rode behind her. “Feel this cold, know it, see this bleak landscape, know it. This is no seasonal weather this is the herald of war.”

The men heard her and the youngest, again, answered her. “What do you mean Rachel” he asked. Rachel told him how the evil vampire winter spread across the land from where they had travelled killing everything in its path and wake. She also told him how Lisa had cast an eternal summer spell around the Witches Tower. Sadly the evil winter had broke the bounds of that spell and invaded the tower grounds causing them to flee to find Ewan and his armies of the son’s if men. The winter was obviously catching up with them.

Rachel upped the pace feeling that there was more happened than just the vampire winter rolling in. The men too felt a sense of unease.

As they approached the camp they could see the land before and behind them to all horizons frozen and dark. The men were chilled to the bone.

Then as they reached the camp they found themselves on green grass, the frozen ground simply stopped.

“Lisa is working her magic” Rachel thought. As they entered the camp Rachel called to Lisa but she did not answer. Rachel was beginning to worry when a new voice spoke to her.

“Rachel” said the voice. “Lisa sleeps for now but not for much longer, the originals of the vampires tried to enter her head . Luckily I was around to save her” “Who are you?” growled Rachel adding “and how did you know Lisa, or my name come to that!”

The voice gently laughed and replied “I am Alicia known to Leona as Grandma, Queen of the witches and an elder to Lisa.” The voice was warm and calming, “I am here to help Rachel, hurry we need to talk” Alicia stopped speaking as suddenly as she had started.

The scouts lead their horses to food, water and shelter and whilst Rachel sort out Ewan, Lisa and Alicia.

She found them all in Ewan’s tent. Ewan discussing tactics with a worried looking Calador. As she entered the tent the two men looked up. “Your back at last any news ” Ewan snapped. Rachel’s eyes flashed red as she changed into human form replying as she did, “your men have a report for you” Scanning the tent she asked “Where is Lisa” from behind a screen to the left of where the two men were working came Alicia’s calm and gentle voice. “Here Rachel she is here sleeping” Rachel went round the screen and asked of Alicia, “Is she okay” the older woman smiled “She is indeed Rachel she will wake within the the hour. Meanwhile you and I must talk. ” The two women left the tent ..Rachel looked at the temperate evening and asked. “How long can you hold this spell” Alicia replied “As long as I need and when Lisa wakes she will help me and we can transport the temperature where ever we travel.”

Rachel shivered looking out to the frozen waste surrounding the camp perimeter and thought. ” We could not hold it before”…”You did not have me before ” Rachel heard Alicia’s voice in her head.

So the war had started there was no going back.

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To be continued.

If you wish to read Lisa’s and Rachel’s story up to this point you can find it here.

This is part of Sue Vincent’s Thursday Photo Challenge #writephoto

Just Jot It January: Frozen: Little Mae and Polar Bear

January 3rd.

This is  part  of  Just Jot It January  from  LindaGhill  prompt  is  Frozen  provided by  Helen Espinosa.

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Frozen

The way had been long and  treacherous and little Mae  had faced  many triumphs  and defeats. The  evil  Witch  who  had  destroyed  her family  and  robbed her of her  life was  possibly  still alive.

Mae  had  been  badly wounded  in  the  heat of  an  evil  battle  and  had  slipped into  a deep  sleep. Her  trusted  general Ewen  had  carried  her  away  from  the battle  and  buried  her deeply  beneath  the snow. Where  she has lain  frozen  for  many  years.

In her  sleep she  was  reunited  with  her  beloved Polar Bear. Polar  Bear  was  a handsome  young  man , a body guard  to Little Mae in  a former  life, before  the  Witch had  changed him. Mae believed  that  he was dead  and  so in this  their  frozen  time together, she  delighted.

Frozen beneath  the  ground  Little Mae  slept on comforted  by Polar Bear. She  could see her father’s castle  and her  family  all safe  and  happy. (None of which was true). All of  her  body  was frozen  except her  heart which  beat  slowly.

The Evil  witch  had  cast a spell upon  the land  which  had  caused it  all to be frozen. No  crops  could  grow no animal or  beings  could  survive  for long. Some  say  that only Little  Mae  could  save  them from the  spell.

The  Years  passed and  Ewen grew old and  many of  the old  ones  died. Little Mae  and  Polar Bear  became  a  legend was  she  really  hidden under  the  snow. Frozen. Would  she ever  wake  and save  the land.

Ewen knew  she would, but Ewen was old  and no one listened  to him anymore.

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If  you  are interested in  Little Mae’s  story  you can read it here.

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