Chapter 1. The Spell of Sesmera
I have grown up always knowing that I was a witch. I've also grown up knowing me and my brother had different fathers. He a Warlock father, who tried to eliminate me for being 'weak'. Thankfully he had not succeeded, because I turned out to be one of the most powerful witches in my coven. My name is Alane.
"Yo, Alane! What the hell are you doing out here? You're supposed to be preparing for the spell."
"Ember, I have been preparing most of my life, I think I can take a little break."
The spell my brother is talkng about is the spell that the Leader and Ascender perform. The leader is supposed to give up their life, to pass their powers onto the Ascender, and in this case that's me. To be honest, I don't want the leader giving up her life, just so I can become more powerful. I've thought about running away, so many times. I do have a mundane friend who knows I am a witch, he could come with me. The spell is called The Spell of Sesmera. Sesmera in my coven language means DEATH. So I guess I'm preparing for a spell of death. Great, just what I need in life, more death.