Forget Me Not 5 Ravens Silence
Forget Me Not 5
Raven's Silence
"How is she Calyst?" "Gustav. I thought you did not like my
sister?!" Calyst stood with her
hands on her hips as he stumbled over his words. "Not liking her and being afraid of her
are two different things Calyst!"
He left her standing outside Raven's door in an uncomfortable
hurry. "Looks like Jack changed him
too!"
She knocked twice and then barged in finding her
sister asleep at her desk. Jack's
journal was under her right hand and the letter he had given her was clutched
in her left. Her sister quietly grabbed
her blanket from the bed and draped it over her. She could not help but be curious of Jack's
final gift to her little sister. After
reading a page all she could think was...
"Damn he was methodical!"
Silently she slipped out the door.
As it closed she swore she saw a black cat dart out into the
hallway. She rubbed her eyes but there
was no cat just an empty white hallway. “I
swear I saw a cat… I must be losing it, I’m Even talking to myself not good!”
A few hours later Raven woke up. As she looked at the letter in her hand. She suddenly jumped her chair bounced off the
floor. She had just heard Jack's voice
as if he was standing right there.
Shaken she looked all around there was nothing but her messy desk and
her chair lying next to an unmade bed.
"Why is my bed unmade I know...” she finally noticed her blanket in
the floor by her desk. "Calyst must
have come by..." her eyes fixed on
something out of place here pillow had an indention like something had been
laying on it. Something about the size
of a cat!
Weeks had passed but Raven had not spoken to
anyone. Gustav and Calyst crossed paths
later in the courtyard. Both stood in an
awkward silence. Gustav cleared his
throat asking the question again.
"How is she doing Calyst?"
As she forced eye contact "How is who doing?..." “Your sister!" "I know who you are talking about
Gustav. And, to tell the truth I don’t
know she was asleep at her desk. The
last time I checked on her. All I could
do was cover her up."
"I really don't hate her I am afraid of her. Her power is too chaotic.” After a brief silence he spoke again. “Still she cared for him more than just a
friend Calyst!" This was news to
her. With her sister’s power as a liability
she had never considered that she might fall in love. As she thought about it more it all made
sense. She had seen how close they
were. It had been gradual but day by day
they moved closer to each other when they meditated. She had caught her watching
Jack's strength training. "Why did
I not see it sooner Gustav?" As she
let slip a few tears "she is suffering in silence and there is nothing I
can do. I feel so…so useless!" Gustav patted her on the back "she is
resilient Calyst she'll be okay just not soon."
“She is clutching his journal as if it is him
Gustav!” “Calyst we all deal with grief
in different ways let her do it. Besides
he went out of his way to give it to her and insisted for her to read it. We should honor his last wishes. Jack tried to explain something to me he
realized about her power but I like everyone else underestimated him. I thought how could a new comer like him know
anything? But I think because he was new
to this he could view it more objectively than us. I suspect he left the answer in his journal
for her to discover. I often saw him
watching her and writing something quickly in his journal. What we do know is her power affects memory
and it can alter reality in the process Jack’s case made it painfully obvious
how little we understand her power.” She
just stood there lost in the sea of new information trying to find her voice. As her words found her again “I wonder what
gift he left her.”
Raven sat her chair back up and stood staring at her
pillow. “What could have been
there?” The indention was
troubling. Soon she just let loose a
sigh and sat back down to read more of Jack’s journal. The next few entries were notes and
observations.
Observation 1
Raven is much prettier than her sister. That long dark hair around those blue-green
eyes and pale skin tone. She is just
gorgeous. She is driven and takes her
training very seriously. Today I am
going to try and get her to have lunch with me!
She is a skilled hand to hand fighter as well. I don’t know which martial art it is but I
have been told I am to begin my training in it as soon as I am more mentally
disciplined. She is sharp and merciless
while sparing. I have noticed that this
is the only time anyone else ever gets close to her. In fact they seem to be overly aggressive
toward her maybe that is why she is so good at it. Everyone but the elder and her sister seem to
ostracize her. They treat her as if she
is a leper from the old days. There are
many more people in this place than I have met but they all seem to come and
go. The only constants are the elder,
Gustav, Calyst and Raven. Now I guess I
am one of the constants as well. I have
been among them for a while now. I am
not really sure how long though time passes differently in this place.
Note 1
The Rules of Magic
●
You must possess
the right thinking with an unquestioned belief in yourself.
●
A clear
visualization of your goal.
●
Perfect
concentration, the slightest distraction or waver of your heart and the rite
just will not work.
●
You must feel the
energies around you as if they are your second skin.
Looking at it, it sounds too simple but who in this
modern world has perfect concentration.
You would be hard pressed to find someone without an ounce of doubt in
their heart. From what I see my
abilities and Ravens lay outside the rules.
Which clearly makes them chaotic and dangerous. According to the elder our powers lay in the
rule breaker class. I have also been
told since my awakening is still in process I could be affected by moon phases. I have a distinct feeling I know where the
stories of werewolves come from.
Raven could not help but lean back and laugh. Jack and his assumption were dead on. As she slipped back to the reality Jack was
dead or as good as. Left to the Pitts of
hell, all for her sake. Why did he do it
and with a smile no less? As she sighed
heavily she took on deep breath " no more crying Raven girl, he left this
for you. You know he cared and he had a
habit of taking notes. He wanted me to
know something and I bet it is somewhere in here."
“Raven!” A loud
whisper had boomed from behind her.
There on her pillow was a small silhouette of a black cat. Its image looked like static on an old TV
set. Could Jack still be alive? Just like that the image faded away, leaving
the imprint of a cat.
Note 2
Rule Breaker Class
Any ability that directly violates the rules of magic
is considered a rule breaker. There are
many of these on record most notably the beast abilities. These abilities are not rite based they are
emotionally ruled and can trigger on their own depending on your emotional
state. A rite can be used to enhance
them but is not the cause of them. These
are born abilities.
The elder also informed me that it is possible for
some people to overcome the rules and enter this class. Like all things the rules are not set in
stone. Generally when someone achieves a
rule breaker they are in dire peril.
This reduces their minds to their most elemental state allowing for a
rule breaker. There are even rites with
such powerful effects that they are considered rule breakers. Very few people possess the ability to summon
these. Also objects can be imbued with
rule breaker abilities. Such items or
relics would include weapons of the old Gods like Thor’s Hammer. Through the rule breaker rite some of these
weapons can be summoned for a brief fleeting moment in time. At least that is what the elder has told me.
As raven let her thoughts return to reality she remembered
how much time Jack spent with the elder.
He would just sit and listen to him.
Even the elder considered Jack special.
Jack was allowed access to the elder’s library. To the world at large his library would be
nothing more than a dream. I know Jack
must have read the Emerald Tablets. I
wonder what epiphany they led him too. I
was allowed to see them but I had been much to scared to even try.
Journal Entry 4
Today I learned there are factions in the magical
communities that do not agree with one another. I am fairly certain I was not supposed to hear
this but the elder was having a heated debate with an old woman out in the
courtyard. I was out there doing
Gustav's bizarre training. I will write
more on that later when I have a better understanding of it. Let’s just say it was working and no one
seems to notice me he called the ability mimic.
I will admit I did not understand half of what they
were arguing about but the part I did get was an approaching darkness will
bring a great and apocalyptic disaster.
The clock is ticking and the stars are already aligning.
The argument was over how to handle it the woman
seemed really aggressive as I watched her I saw the same glimmer in her eyes
that was in mine she was a beast too. I
also heard her refer to me and demand I be sent with her but the elder spoke up
that is for him to choose. "He is
wasted on you, you will make him weak."
The elder just stared blankly at her and then insulted her "what
would you know you mangy mutt."
Then they were both gone. I am a
little concerned neither of them noticed me.
After all I am a novice. I just
started doing this training earlier today Gustav dropped a bomb on me. He wanted me to choose an animal to mimic. I am not sure what he means.
Gustav told me this: Mimic the spirit its essence...
Whatever that
means! Being that I am a feline based
beast. I probably should choose a cat of
some sort. The only cat I know though is
that black one I used to feed. Think and
act like a cat that sounds like all kinds of awesome.
Note 3
The Power of Mimic
The
basic explanation: Since I am a beast I need to act like one in order to take
control of the power and make it subject to my conscious will. Instead of a subconsciou reaction. I have chosen the form of a house cat, a
black house cat and now I have begun seeing that spirit cat more often. Cats are able to suppress their presence so
that was step one and due to the conversation I overheard that I am sure I was
not supposed too. It is working extremely well.
I have begun attempting it on the move.
I must become the cat, become the cat.
Raven
burst out laughing “Now I know how he was able to just suddenly appear. It was not really magic just a mental mind
over matter technique. Jack was amazing!” She could not shake the feeling the surprise
of his voice and the spirit cat her had mentioned. Was Jack still alive?
To Be Continued...
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