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  • Alec Walker

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    June 30, 2019

    Open Patch of Land in Brooklyn

     

    [walker] Never believe it's not so. [/walker] Alec mumbled along with the song playing from an old stereo in the empty outdoor space he'd chosen as his gym.

     

    He'd been theorycrafting the effects and necessary accoutrements for this spell for almost a year before even beginning to practice. A month ago, Alec had begun coming out to this lot to practice. 

     

    Punches were thrown at empty air, breath drained from lungs before they could be re-filled. Hands moved forwards, elbows not quite locked with his arms in front. Feet were planted in the middle of a carefully drawn chalk circle. 

     

    [walker] banamaðr veðr, minn kalla gaumra! [/walker] Alec thundered the words at the top of his lungs, thrusting his hands as far in front of him as he could. They meant "Wind Slayer, heed my call."

     

    A puff of wind burst from his palm and dissipated almost instantly. Alec kicked the ground, careful not to ruin his drawing. [walker] One more time. [/walker]

     

    Alec centered himself once more, head down as he breathed in. [walker] banamaðr veðr, minn kalla gaumra! [/walker]

     

    This time, the wind rustled leaves on a tree about thirty feet away. It wasn't a violent motion, but it was definitely his doing.

     

    [walker] I can do this. I can do this. Come on, Alec... you can do this. [/walker]

     

    Alec placed his palms together, going through every possible stance he could think of from shitty 80s cartoons to Naruto to anything he knew was used in this crazy post-resonated world.

     

    [walker] banamaðr veðr, minn kalla gaumra! [/walker]

     
    A branch snapped off the tree. Not a twig. A branch. It sailed about a yard before dropping to the ground. 
     
    [walker] FUCK. YES! [/walker] Alec screamed, jumping. Dust ruined the circle, and he'd have to re-draw it to continue practice.
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    Circle had been abandoned a month ago. Now, cold fall air surrounded the mage as he carefully sketched the circle around his feet. Only a minute prep. Not nearly good enough, but he didn't need it for the spell to work if he didn't really care where it went or how hard it hit.

     

    In due time it wouldn't be necessary at all. In fact, the mage only needed the circle or the incantation to cast it now.

     

    Thick Scandinavian accent filled the night air as Alec spoke the words. Together, circle and words were guaranteed to unleash the power of this spell when and where directed.

     

    Branch after branch was snapped from its tree and sent flying a few feet. Soon, it was silence and concentrated thought, followed by gusts of wind.

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