Healing Incantation Lyrics Novels & Stories

“Like that time when you got nervous with Patrick and sent him flying with a spell, leaving him unconscious for a day?” The girl sniffled, ashamed, lowering her head in guilt. “I didn't mean to hurt him, Mom.” “I know, dear. That's why you're training. You're an ancestral witch, and your powers are vast.” The tutor then adjusted Philippa's arms and continued, “Now, focus on your breathing and the incantation.” Philippa took a deep breath and recited, “From the earth to the sky, from the winds to the flame, this healing charm is my lamp and flame. With an open heart and a focused mind, I invoke healing in the light of the silver moon.”

" the leader added and the rest all nodded in agreement. They all stood up and they held hands and started reciting incantations, the fire in the middle increasing in volume. The other four joined in, their voices rising in harmony, forming a hauntingly beautiful but dreadful melody: “Dormant lies the beast, its spirit concealed, By our will, the prophecy is sealed. No bond shall awaken, no love shall ignite, Till darkness consumes the last ray of light. As we command, so shall it be— Bound by the curse for eternity.”

Whether it worked or not, we had to at least try. Together, we began to recite the words written on the parchment. They felt foreign in my mouth, but with Nathan by my side, they took on a rhythm, a harmony. “In the hallowed moon's embrace, we call upon the ancient grace. Spirits of earth, water, air, and fire, heed our plea, fulfill our desire. Bones to bone, flesh to flesh, let the torn be made afresh. By the power of night and day, mend what was taken away. In unity, we two intone, make what's severed once more whole. As the stars above decree, so below it shall be.”

She took a deep breath, and I flipped to a new page in her notebook. “Burn the darkness out from within, Claim the power that hides beneath your skin. Only the incorruptible will stand strong, While the breakable will yield to the ancient Bull’s song.” “Is that supposed to be helpful?” Verse after verse was swirling through my head, making my heart race miserably.

"Read this incantation aloud, then kiss her. Focus on channeling your energy into her." I took the parchment with trembling hands, and studied the unfamiliar words. My heart was pounding so hard I could barely hear myself think. What if it didn’t work? What if I lost her forever? No. I couldn’t let fear paralyze me now. Ava needed me. I cleared my throat and began to read, my voice growing stronger with each syllable. As I finished the incantation, I leaned down, cupping Ava's face gently in my hands. "Come back to us, love," I whispered against her lips. "We're lost without you."

He has threatened me, harmed me, and taken away my life in the snap of a finger. I step back beside him, giving him calm instructions. “You will feel warmth when I work on you. You need to stay still and quiet as I am working. And you are going to have to trust me if this will work. So let me do my healing,” I say to him in my official doctor mode. I need to remove myself from the threat and get into the mindset of medical professional. Doing so I step forward confidently and lift my hands once again.

“With boundless will, my spirit aligns, I am the vessel, the conduit defined. Through my being, let your essence flow. Awaken now, let your might bestow. Rise O deities of ancient lore, from my core, your presence pour. Unleash your wisdom, your eternal light, ignite the world, and dispel the darkness” “As powers surge from the depths untold, realms converge, mysteries unfold. Awake, ascend, your presence revealed. By this rite, our destinies entwined. In harmony, our powers combined. Through my essence, the pact is sealed. Arise O ancient deities. Let your presence be known” Nothing happens at first but Amelia keeps chanting. Forgetting all that is happening around. Blocking out that a war

“Aelthsrjon Miriak - life rekindle, breath restore, eyes shine bright.” “Nokthria Veyden - from the silence of death, return to motion.” Now he turned to me, “it's the last one. You have to say it, alone since you started the ritual.” I nodded happily. Stretching my hands forward as he did, ready to say the last once he would tell me. “You have to imagine what you want to speak incantations on, happen. Say it with all beats within you. Ignore the whispers you would hear, as that's the only gift a beginner like you could possess if you have the power within you already.”

"Great god Apollo, god of Medicine and Healing, Hear this servant's prayer. Heal him ohh god of medicine. Touch him and heal him. Make your servant well with your cleansing touch. Heal him, Make him well." I chanted my hands placed on Christian's chest, my eyes shut closed... I imagined his inner chest been repaired and made whole. I chanted the mantra three more times, then I heard Christian cough. I opened my eyes immediately, it worked. Christian is healed.

I murmured, lifting my hands in front of me. Daemon sighed but did as I asked and stepped back. I closed my eyes, inhaled deeply and started to recite the spell. “Dorchadas folaigh mé, scáthanna glac le m’anam, gan rian, gan scáil, gan amharc orm.” The last syllable left my lips and a sweeping rush of energy poured back into me. It was invigorating, like a gust of cold wind against hot flesh. The outline of my body wavered before it disappeared completely.