This is the continuing story of my adventures in the tale: Save me a Story. If you wish to read the introduction to understand what is happening, click this link:
https://www.hdhstory.net/Storyblog/?p=3431
Otherwise, I’ve tried to summarize what happened at the beginning of most of the sections of this story.
Destiny
It was a peaceful town lying on the outskirts of the kingdom of Selat. No one took much notice of it, so it allowed many nefarious groups to meet without being caught.
One such group was meeting at this very moment. The group was composed of several sorcerers and sorceresses. Their leader was the infamous Necroma.
Necroma was pure evil. She was tall with long shiny black hair. She was the essence of dark magic. She used her dark magic and cunning to bewitch others and control them. She aimed to become the most powerful sorceress in Selat and all other worlds.
“Our task is simple,” was her decree. “Once we have taken all of the tales of this world, the only story to be told will be ours. It is our destiny.”
“But how will we accomplish this task of stealing all of these stories?” questioned a lower sorcerer named Grenwin.
“It would be but a simple spell for me,” Necroma replied, “but that would be too easy. I prefer to take stories in groups randomly and maybe even mix them up a little. That will keep the folk heroes so confused that by the time we get the last stories and characters, no one will be left to save them.”
“Then we will be in control. We will be the writers of our future!” someone in the group shouted.
“Yes, indeed,” answered Necroma, “I will be the maker of our future.”
Whether it was the group’s high energy or the loud cheering of approval, no one paid much attention to what Necroma had actually said.
“TO US AND OUR STORY! TO DESTINY!” was the collective cry.
Continued in…Enticement
What a diabolical plan!