The Spell

She climbed to the top of the tower, where nobody had been for a full decade. The moment she found herself at the top of the tower, she notice the smell of must, and the inch of dust that had come to rest on any flat surface. On a tiny table, that was more of a podium than table, she found a Witches spell book. After having uncovered it of dust, she opened it to a page that seemed to be calling her. The title of the spell was "Gravity Defying". She, the young girl, began attepmting to do the spell. As she muttered, concentrating on doing the spell, she didn't notice that all of the dust had lifted from the room, which was now completley clean and dust free. Yet no dust lingered in the air. Only a small robin could be found in the room near the young woman. Maybe the spell had taken the dust and turned it into a robin as she attempted to do this new spell.



Suddenly the young woman could feel something like wings sprout from her back. But when she reached back to feel the wings, she could not find any. She felt like she had wings, but in reality she didn't have wings. Her she turned to see that there was no more dust covering every surface in the room, and the robin, who had perched in the window. As she looked at the kind looking robin in the window, she realized that maybe even though she didn't have wings that the feeling meant that she could fly through the air, and reach the highest clouds floating through the sky.



She looked contently at the bird. Should she try to fly with the bird? Or should she keep her feet on the ground? She reached out her arms as if to take flight, and jumped out of the window. The moment her feet left the window sill, her body began to float in the middle of the air. She concentrated on the sky, looking up at a beautiful cloud that reminded her of summer vacations past. As she concentrated on the cloud, she began flying slowley upwards, enjoying every moment that she flew. Maybe she had found a witches spell book from years ago. And since the property that she found the spell book on had been passed from generation to generation in her family, she was a living desendant of one of the most famous witches of all time. But there was no way to know. The only thing to know was that if she tried any more of the spells, they would work, and she probobly could do any number of things to herself, her family, her friends, and her enimies.