Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27226023-20150807001143/@comment-27181220-20150823172522

Annabelle stepped back, still humming. However, her tune suddenly changed from a calming, soothing tune into a tune too much to describe. A mixture of confusment and fear is the best description.

"Scythe?" Annabelle asks, her hair blowing in the wind. She had no idea what was going on, but watched as the flame grew more. The force knocked her off her feet, sending her to the ground below. She sat up.

"Annie what the hex were you thinking?!" Emma yelled from underneath the barrier as she continued to strengthen it. I need my aunt's spell book! she thought.