5 Minute Freewrite Prompt continuation | Helmet

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Joanna looked down at the small, stiff bodies. What a pity. What a waste. They were beautiful birds. Large raptors with pure white breasts and ebony beaks. The birds were native to the area, and a large colony lived in this part of the island, where they build their nests right on the beach. The birds were dangerous creatures, natural predators, but valuable as all wild creatures were vulnerable to the ecosystem of life reproduction.

Like her girls, Joanna struggled to conform to the bounds of the restrictions. They had agreed to abide it in exchange for their immortal lives. The Council had taken their wands and most of all their books, burned their broomsticks and confiscated everything from the wizary world. But more than that, the Council had taken away their understanding of themselves. They had decreed there was no place for their kind in this world with magic, and yet the realm was that there was no place for them without it either. Joanna struggled to think it was like asking a fireman to walk into a building on fire without his safety helmet and fire protection suit. All of that makes them who they are being stripped away. How naked that felt !

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With her fingers, Joanna began to dig at the wet sand, and gently buried the dead birds. It would have taken only a few words, the right spell, to bring them back to life, but if she even attempted to wield an ounce of her remarkable abilities, who knew what the Council would take away next.

When she returned back to the house, she shook her head at the sight of the kitchen. There were dirty pots everywhere, and the girls have taken to use every piece of china and silverware they could get their hands on rather than run the dishwasher, so the sink and counter were overflowing with a messy jumble of expensive antique porcelain plates. If this went on any longer, they would be eating from serving trays next. It would not do. One expected this of Cassy, of course, who was used to chaos. Ingrid always looked impeccable and that library of her was spotless, but same could not be said for her housekeeping skills. Joanna had raised her girls to be lovely, interesting, as strong in character as in their former talent for witchcraft, and as a consequence they were completely useless in domestic matters.

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Good story! How does the council know if they use their powers? And would her life have been the next thing to go?

Hmm.. Not sure if I wanted to move in that direction..
I feel that it may be moving towards darkness if I did ..

So happy to see you writing with us!

Thanks so much..
Miss my writing too, got to get back in the groove !

Awww...lazy kids lol

Ha ha.. That's what witch teenagers can turn out to be :)

Mom slipped up not teaching those girls to clean up as they use crockery and cutlery, perhaps they think spells will do the trick, nice free write @ireenchew

Thanks so much @joanstewart :)
With spells, anything and everything is possible with a snap of the fingers.
I wished I had these talents too

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oh my I wouldn't want to be the one to clean up that kitchen :o

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