Today, we are being asked to choose a plot archetype and write the confrontation/climax scene.
The plot archetype I have chosen is the “Golem Story”. The larger story line is:
A young witch summons a water elemental in the hopes of taking on 3 rival witches who destroyed her home.
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Day 16 Response (a rough draft)
Sabrina Rhodes rushed to Riverside while everyone was running away. She knew it would be bad but could not have imagined the towering wall of water that seemed to be toying with all of the people trying to run away.
The water playfully threatened to suck away a man who was so focused on escaping he’d hardly noticed that a thin tendril of water was a mere inch away from his head. The water. It was alive thanks to her.
She’d been sitting underneath her favorite willow tree three days ago feeling angry and hurt over what’d happened to her home. She wanted revenge. She wanted to be able to get even and restore some dignity and that was when the letters began to emerge upon the surface of the river. She’d instinctively started chanting.
Enough of the trip down memory lane, she told herself. She needed to focus on what was ahead of her. She had to banish the water elemental that she’d basically summoned and lost control of.
So, Sabrina stood there facing the wall of water and steadily approached it. She’d gathered all her willpower into a hardened nugget in her gut just like her Mom had taught her. Be grounded and be strong, her Mom would say.
She cleared her mind to open her pathway to the Source only to find herself drenched. The elemental had decided to soak her. She laughed. She laughed even louder when she the confused face of the elemental. It’d been expecting retaliation and Sabrina’s laughter had been the most outlandish, albeit childish, thing possible.
Sabrina tapped into the Source and simply dried herself. She was drenched again. She dried herself again. This time, a tendril of water snaked around her waist. She couldn’t help her nervous laugh as the elemental slowly tugged her closer. At the same time, the tendril was widening and she found her waist whole abdomen cinched tightly in a sleeve of running water.
The sleeve began to lengthen of its own volition. Sabrina lost her cool as her anxiety sky rocketed. She was trapped and bound and was soon to be drowned by this elemental she’d summoned, quite accidentally if you were to ask her.
Reading her thought, the elemental spoke “It was no accident. Any fully trained witch would have known.Too bad your mother died before she could complete your training. They say she drowned. How unfortunate for her and you but you’ll be a good little girl and drown just like her too.”
Sabrina screamed. The elemental had gotten inside her head. It seemed to read her every thought. The water sleeve now came up to her chin. This was definitely not the image she’d had in her mind’s eye when she’d thought of how to confront the elemental. In that one, she had nerves of steel and was invincible. In fact, she’d gotten inside it’s mind and had out-maneuvered it. Now, the elemental’s laugh simply deafened.
Sabrina accepted her imminent death. She wasn’t certain but it had seemed the elemental had eased its grip on her when she’d chosen death. She dared not think too hard or too much about anything as she methodically shut down her senses.
The first to go was her sight. She turned off her eyes. All she saw black. Nothing was projecting upon her mind’s screen. Sound came next. As she’d turned her ears off, she relaxed her shoulders into the welcoming silence. Smell came next. That had been a tough one as she bid farewell to her garden for the second time in one week. Taste came shortly after. Even the moment of her demise which should have been bittersweet held no taste. It didn’t even evoke any emotion in the blandness of her remaining life.
Touch. She could not let go of that one. She could not help it. She managed a smile somehow. It was a hollow one. She took a last deep breath. It was the one she’d intended to hold as her face would be encased in water. She shivered and in doing felt something against her arm. She gently moved her left hand over her right arm and she was sure. She felt letters.
With her last breath, she chanted the words that seemed etched upon her skin. With her last breath, she turned on all of her senses. With her last breath, she saw the elemental had been banished. She took another breath and another one and another one grateful to realize that she was still alive.