Spellbooks and Sleepovers_A Mystic Cove Short Story by Amanda A. Allen

Author:Amanda A. Allen [Allen, Amanda A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-09-30T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 4

“What do you need to snap Maeve out of that circle?”

Scarlett glanced up at him and then reached down, put her hand on Maeve’s shoulder, and accepted the magic the druids outside were giving her. It wasn’t as much as the circle in here, but… she didn’t need enough to break the circle in here, she needed enough to find Maeve and pull her out. As each person was peeled away, the circle wouldn’t be wrong enough to power the spell.

“Given that they’re passed out, they’re probably in their dreamscapes. If that’s the case, I can use the druid meditation to find them. It’s sort of how I might be able to persuade them to…exit one at a time.”

Lex nodded and said, “Do it. We can’t break the spell until it has been weakened.”

“Hey,” Scarlett said. She projected puffy cloud thoughts into Maeve’s mind and then let the roots that were being woven between them since they’d become family come into play. They were friends and linked through their love and their history—short as it was. They were linked through being part of the same druidic circle, and their roots were cinched tighter because of that link. But what made the link between Scarlett and Maeve truly solid was the way they’d chosen and recognized each other as family. It hadn’t mattered that they weren’t blood family. It hadn’t mattered that they weren’t raised together. Their souls recognized each other and that was enough.

“Hey,” Scarlett said again. In her mind, she was in a dark forest. It was Maeve’s forest, and the trees seemed to whisper and mourn for Maeve’s first family, her sister, and mother. Scarlett wanted to drop to her knees and feed love into the trees, but she couldn’t. Somewhere in Mystic Cove another 12-year-old was being terrorized. Maeve didn’t get coddling when she was contributing to that.

There was also the whole circle of mean little girls slowly dying because they hadn’t the skill to do the bullying they were attempting. Of course, they did have the skill, just not enough to keep themselves safe at the same time.

“Hey,” Scarlett said and she focused her will until she whooshed through the grove in Maeve’s mind, trying to find her sister wherever she was hiding in her own mind.

“Hey,” Scarlett said, calling, “It’s Scarlett, Maeve.”

If anything, the forest seemed darker… shame… Scarlett thought. Shame at what they’d done.

“Maeve,” Scarlett called, “I get it. Please come back.”

There was a rush of wind but no reply.

“Maeve,” Scarlett said, “It’s time to druid up and stop this. Until you come out, we can’t stop what’s happening to that girl.”

The wind went still.

“I tried to stop it,” Maeve said. “I tried to pull out of the circle when I realized it was working.”

Scarlett couldn’t see her sister, but she knew she was near. Of course she was, though, they were inside of Maeve’s mind.

“Take my hand,” Scarlett said.

Maeve stepped out from behind an ancient and twisted tree, but she didn’t meet Scarlett’s eyes.

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