Exton

When all the tubes are finally removed from the donors, Wish gathers all the bags into a small pile. She stares at the blood, watching the magic swirl within the bags. Her hands stretch over the bags and she sways, her petite body moving in a slow cadence. She begins to sing. The words slip into something other than Welsh, something older, something non-human.

A glow of many colors begins dancing, spiraling like autumn leaves in a whirlwind, over the blood. As the magic builds, Inari leans close to Rowan.

"Hurry... bring Tannr and Raina, Dealg Drubh, the Human women who are her chosen sisters. We need them before the magicks combine completely. Tell the others to wish the blood to work, to wish with all their heart."

Rowan is hardly gone when Tannr and Raina step through the door. Keon is close behind. As soon as the Dark Lord catches sight of the magick, his eyes light with a merry glow. The reflected lights are nearly dizzying. He offers his hand to Inari, helping her from the chair. She slips her hand in Tannr's as Raina helps her lover to his feet. They join the growing circle as Alise and Laila enter, following Rowan. Inari and Keon open their hands to the woman. The circle closes as Rowan takes the last empty hands. Wish stands in the center, directing the spell.

Inari's voice is soft, but carries to all ears. "Wish. Direct your wish for the blood to work, to be what Star needs. Say the words Wish needs, and direct the rest as thought. I will start us... I wish...."

There is a burst of color, a flare as colors merge. Keon's melodious voice carries to the others. "I wish..." Another flare brightens the room. Less but more intense colors swirl around the bags.

Alise and Laila wish at the same time. The double wish flares even brighter. The colors are blinding, rocking the circle. Gareth smiles, his hand tensing around Raina's. His words are soft, but no less compelling. The flare merges more colors. Raina grins and wishes, Tannr's voice echoing hers. Another flash and the swirl is now brilliant red, lavender, and cobalt blue.

Rowan takes a deep breath. Tears slip down her cheeks and her words are soft. "I wish..."

The flash is intense. Blood red afterimages dance in the eyes of the circle members. Wish drops to the floor. Her laughter dances through the room as the brightness fades. The blood in the bags look like nothing more than bags of blood. The wyldfae looks up at Rowan, still laughing.

"What a rush... The spell is cast, The Goddess be praised, ye all wish reeeeeal good." She accepts Keon's hand and jumps to her feet. "Tis all yers, Healer. My Lady is in yer hands and the hands of the Goddess."