Alina and the Ice Jewel (Intoduction)

In the days preceding the coming of the Comet, Alina had taken possession of the coveted 'Ice that Never Thaws'. Frozen at the heart of the forever cold pendant was believed to be an inter-dimensional pixie.For the wearer, the comet was their chariot to a world of magic and wonder that would never be seen by those who did not possess it.She walked the enchanted woods of Tharkin alone, her dark-chocolate complexion glowing a dark blue in the misty moonlight, which made her look like she was gliding in her white dress. As she approached the clearing where her grandmother had finally been laid to rest, she saw Veruna seated on the tombstone, dressed all in black."That did not take long..." the witch smirked in a gravelly voice, crossing her legs. She did not move from the tombstone, looking squarely at Alina, gauging her reaction."I see you have made a pastime of profaning tombs, Veruna of Elkior," Alina said, in perfect calm."Come, come now." Veruna pushed herself up off the white marble tombstone and approached Alina, eyes on the coveted jewel. "What is a tomb to you who are not destined to rot like the rest of us?"Alina involuntarily covered the pendant with her hand; almost too late she caught the gleam in Veruna's eyes. The motion of the dark witch's hand was fast and sudden, and the ball of blue fire singed her lace sleeve as she moved sideways to dodge it. She was unaware that the movement was a feint, a diversion-until she saw the biggest wolf she had ever seen, charging out of the woods straight at her.She gasped, her hand tightening around the pendant, which was now glowing, brighter and brighter...
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