What!! It's gigantic! Is that Patrick?? Call an ambulance!! LoL 🤣

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😂 his is a magician, can't you tell??

LoL their in my Other comment.

Thank you 😌

😊❤️ Thanks

The moment I read the prompt, my brain went yahouuu let's go crazy!! 💃👏👏👏

I didn't even have time to write one comprehensive scene.

BEAUTIFUL BEAUTIFUL BEAUTIFUL WONDERFUL AMAZING!! I LOVED EVERY WORD!!!! THE SPELLS WERE ABSOLUTELY GENIUS!!! OH THANK TOU FOR WRITING THIS GEMME. (MAY I ASK HOW LONG OT TOOK YOU TO WRITE THE FIRST DRAFT?) NOW I WANT TO READ MORE. ( AND IT COULD BECOME A NOVEL!! )

( I had some gloomy ideas for this fic in my own comment. What do you think? )

''Careful!, she could be a spy from the Vatican!'' thought the witch.

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This are only a few preliminary ideas ( I am telling here, no showing.) warning ⚠️ Darker themes and violence.

( Clarification: I literally have nothing against the Vatican or any other religion or religious people. For real! I just wrote down the instant inspiration as it came lol! ) ------------.............."""""""""*.............------------------

The supposed apprentice pretends to want to learn from the middle aged witch, while doing her job of spying on her every move. The funny twist is that: the moment the apprentice ( the girl) starts doing the exercises of revelation, she DISCOVERS that she actually has real magic. Shock and a traumatic past of training to become a spy for the religious leaders cause her to initiate a sudden awakening. She falls in deep depression ( her entire life was a lie. Did the Vatican know when they employed her? Are there others? ( With magic at the heart of ''anti-magic'' religious world center?)

The apprentice/spy becomes depressed and her magical core acts up, making her very sick.

The mentor/witch takes care of her and teaches her how to balance her powers to stay healthy. Now the apprentice has no other choice but to become an initiated witch with a purpose. '' to stop modern witch persecution and slavery''

( it turned out that Witches and even transgender boys " boys with powers have a very strong feminine inclination as they are influenced by magic which runs predominantly in female energy.'' Consequently. Those transgender witches are much more vulnerable because they are easily recognizable. Most young boys who show signs of magic kidnaped and sold to private collectors or business owners.

So the apprentice Elzina asks her mentor and guide Loaylen to work with her to unmask the real bad guys and save her sisters in magic.

A crossover with Sherlock Holmes ensues. Elzina is the Sherlock in the story and Loaylen (short: Aylen) provides her expertise in shamanism and witchcraft. (As the John of the story. She is given a larger purpose for her life as a senior high powered witch.) Which is to umask the the lies of the religious lobbies and to end Witch Slavery in the world.

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Elzina ( comes from beauty.) Loaylen ( comes from loyalty)

😂 OBVIOUSLY!! I become obsessed!! Then I cry because I know I may never ever meet them in real life!!

If I may, I have one remark . The paragraph in the middle where all the interesting action happen is too long ' it is block-ed up'' makes readding difficult. Anything else is neet!!

WOW!!! 😳😲😵

I am seriously blown up!! WHAAAAAAT?? I JUST WATCHED AN EPIC EPISODE OF SUPER-SPIES TRAINING SESSION IN A SUPER SCI-FI SERIES ( ALL THIS WHILE READING!!!)

HOLLY CRAP!! THIS IS GOLD!! YOU DESERVE AN AWARD: A 24 CARAT GOLD REVOLVER, WITH DESIGNED SILVER BULLETS. ( WOULD YOU ACCEPT THAT GIFT IF I HAD IT, OR WOULD YOU PREFER SOMETHING ELSE?)

Beautiful!

Just hatched this right now!! And I stupidly got attached, already! I want to see what happens next ! 😭 lol

'' I am invisible to her!'' ''She takes her coffee and rush out of the cafeteria, every single time. She must be working nearby, but she always arrives late.'' He smiled in his cup of tea as he took a sip from the cold beverage. Once again she made him loose track of time, thinking about her.

''Oh my God! He was there again. It is the fifth time in a row that I find him there in the exact same place. With the exact dreamy face, looking at me.'' Her thoughts rushed in her head as her heals clicked on the asfalt.

She was running late again, but she had to go back to that coffee shop, just to see him again. She is becoming addicted to his reassuring frame in that chair. And his eyes Roaming over her body, gives her hope.

''Hold that door, please!!" She begged the woman in the elevator. Tomorrow, tomorrow she will talk to him.

''She struggled to catch her breath and her feet stung and burned with every step. But she doesn't stop despite the paint that started building in her legs. All she knew was that she must not stop running, under any circumstances, until she she glimpsed the lights.''

''I didn't do it. But if they want a villain, I will give them one.''

Kary is a lazy literature student who has bad marks and risks redoing the school year.

In order to improve her grades she begged her teacher for a redeeming assignment.

He had only one topic left: '' To do an expose on women's challenging life in the second world war.''

To be able to write a genuine expose, her teacher advised her to visit the oldest nursing home resident in the country: a woman born in 1922 and still very much alive and energetic despite her ''very '' old age. There's only one problem, the granny is very grumpy and Kary is a scaredy lazy cat.

But, she practically asked for it, and she doesn't have another choice but to dive into the life of the last living surviver of the WWII, if granny accepted to do the interview.

🤯 GENIUS! YOU FLIPPED IT!!

THE MIGHTY DRAGONS BEING ENSLAVED AND CHOSEN FOR SACRIFICE IS AN OUTSTANDING IDEA 💡 WAW I LOVE '' FIRE''' NOW!! IS HE GOING TO BE OK? 😥

Hahhaahhahaa hilarious 😂. Just amazingly delightful!!! Hahaha . Oh the silly boy isn't that silly at all is he. He's just smart and out smarted the Big softy dragon. Mooooore!!! Please!!

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Oups I forgot the title The Mountain Spirit's Healer : Azimir's Elthia

The text starts from the last word in the prompt.

The girl walks over to the dragon. "Ah, you must be the sacrifice the village sent. Are you perhaps the fairest among them, meant to be displayed in my lair? Or perhaps their best scholar, meant to discuss philosophy with me?"

''Euh! Actually I am the dragon slayer they sent to trick you and kill you. But, we can talk philosophy if you want.'' She Said with uncharacteristic confidence for a human.

An amused smile tugged at her thin colored lips as she took of the sword sheath hanging at her side and put it down on the ground.

A surprising action in the present circumstances. So the dragon watched her in silence.

She held her hands open in a peaceful gesture and walked very slowly, toward the large dark animal.

She advanced deeper in the cave, despite the growing darkness. The sound of her footsteps reverberated on the rough walls of the cavern, and her breath caught in her throat.

''Scaredy lion cub!" He caught himself thinking. He usually liked the mountain lion cubs, who ventured in his cavern sometimes. ''But she had nothing similar to them. She is a treacherous human.''

The dragon watched her in silence. He didn't move an inch. He wanted to know how far she could go, how far her courage would take her.

Would she dare act against him in his own lair, after her confession?

That was an interesting question for Azimir: the spirit of the Mont Haven Stairs.

So, he Watched her tentative steps with a mixture of the usual hate he reserved for humans, and a pinch of amusement.

He could have turned her into ashes in a blink of an eye, but her ungraded confident smile suggested that she wasn't an ordinary insolent naked ape on two legs.

The girl, who was barely a woman, came up close and regarded him with an air of wonder and awe.

He appreciated the fact that, despite her racing heart, she didn't flinch when she had a closer look.

Azimir's copper scales glistened in the thin thread of light that invaded the darkness of his dwelling. His skin looked like thousands of little yellow blades, sharp and unyielding.

The mighty thousand years old dragon looked impressive and utterly terrifying and he knew it.

That however, didn't seem to bother the little lady warrior too much. She reached out her hand to his muzzle.

''What in the name of Methuselah is she doing?'' he thought.

On instinct he retracted his neck and got the sharp pointy little scales of his noise away from her fingers.

He didn't want to be touched by a filthy human, he told himself.

Her eyes showed a pained expression.

''She didn't get hurt'' he thought ''So why does she look hurt?'' "Huh, complicated bugs." He concluded inwardly.

To prevent himself from thinking about her any further, he spoke.

'' and what changed your mind?" He said. His voice rumbled like thunder in the closed space. He expected her to shudder in fear and run for her life. Instead she stood annoyingly steady and fearless. '' you spoke! '' she said immediately, as if it was obvious. ''I came here to slay a mindless, heartless, blood thirsty and rampage seeking creature. Instead I find a calm, self composed and speaking dragon. And that was the opposite of what I was told all my life. ''and how is it different from your teachings , young one?" He asked before he could stop himself.

''If you speak then you are endowed with reason and if you can reason, then you can be reasoned with.''

'' So, unless you plan on making me your supper today, wise dragon, I see no need for a weapon.''

''Spoken like a true gentleman of old.'' He thought. But he guarded himself from answering. Instead, his curiosity took the best of him. And he asked another question. '' and what reason does a beautiful young lady have to dress like a man and carry a weapon to the dragon's lair. Pray tell me.''

He spoke softly, as if he let her choose not to answer, if she wished to. Her eyes widened and color accentuated her rosy cheeks.

'' What now?" He thought as a sigh escaped his old lungs. She seemed to catch the wordless question.

''Did you just call me beautiful?"

'' Is that a bad thing? It wasn't a lie, if that is what you're asking. Dragons don't lie.'' He said simply.

'' her confusion increased.'' and her hand flew to her mouth. '' Did her brain finally catch up with her precarious situation?'' The wondered. But then, she laughed a loud crystalline laughter, sounding like a child. And it was his turn to be confused. He watched her in silence, struggling to catch her breath and align her words together.

''So you understand beauty and you know the difference between truth and lies? And you like philosophy?"

''and you SPEAK" ?? She exclaimed again, as if she couldn't believe what she was saying. '' What do you know." She exclaimed.

Azimir didn't know whether to feel flattered or annoyed by her incredulous tone.

He should feel neither, he figured. Shouldn't be feeling anything toward this human whom the other humans sent to kill him.

He shouldn't be conversing with her, and most importantly, he shouldn't be enjoying it. She is human for crying out loud! And he isn't.

He wanted to scare her. He needed to get her to be afraid of him. She needed to understand her place, and the danger she put herself in. She shouldn't be speaking to him and laughing with him. She shouldn't be looking at him as though he was something beautiful. She shouldn't even be inclined to touch him.

He could not allow her to break his defenses and change his mind about the human race.

She shouldn't be looking at him so expectantly. He has nothing to offer her Nothing but a long lasting hatred for her murderous race. She shouldn't have to pay for the crimes of her kind, though. She shouldn't trust him like that. His heart was too rigid and too burned to feel compassion for her.

He wanted to scream at her. To tell her to come to her senses. To tell her a run away instead of sitting cross-legged in the monsters lair, so close to the big bad dragon.

For the memory of his mate who had been savagely slain in her lair, five hundred years ago,

He mustn't forget He mustn't forgive

He mustn't allow himself to soften He mustn't let his heart get attached to a mortal stranger. A total stranger whom he didn't even know the name of.

If for some wretched reason he couldn't exert his revenge on her. If he cannot even imagine hurting her. Then he will fly away and nurse his bleeding heart and his broken pride.

He was about to spread his wing, To push her away without a warning and startle her young naïve mind to the cruel reality of the world.

Then she spoke.

'' my name is Elthia'' "What is yours?"

So he changed his mind.