Sagittarius Sign Element Novels & Stories

The next day at school, Miss Rosa acted completely fine despite her weird behaviour yesterday. She’s acting so cheery that I’d wondered if yesterday had simply been a figment of my imagination. For today’s lecture, she’s talking about the signature elemental’s leave behind after using their powers. She explains that for each elemental a signature is unique, and it can be absolutely anything. For example, an air elemental can have a signature in the shape of a star or animal after using his/her powers on people or objects, and these signatures become something like a tag.

He wrapped the fabric around them, gently holding it in place. “But maybe it’s connected to your abilities,” he went on. “Heat. Passion. Anger. That sort of thing. From the research I’ve done, elementals tend to have specific personality types and reactions to certain stimuli. You should try to avoid confrontations with people who are known to piss you off until we know more.”

"More or less. It's time you knew." Well, so he was going to tell me what he and Ben had planned. This wasn't a trick or a tactic to get information out of me, right? And he was... really Jeremiah, right? "All right, if you tell me your plan and Ben's, I'll give you this important information," I replied. But, no, J. I won't tell you everything. Caution must remain in my dictionary. "My birth symbols are Castor and Pollux, representing the Gemini constellation, and the ruling planet is Mercury."

“Is Miasma even your name?” Miasma nodded. “And I have always loved chariko. I love that it makes people a little kinder to each other. And I never asked to be a Magos. Same as you …” she held up her hand as Ilyria started to interrupt, “Same as you, Ilyria. My element is earth though. Yours is metal.” “What?” Ilyria stood dumbly, in her head, pieces clicked into place and a strange sort of sense emerged.

"If I understand correctly, each witch gets power from an element?" "My sisters believe we get a lot of our powers from the moon or can draw energy from it." She rested her elbow on the back of the bench, setting her chin in her palm. "Any person born with magick is tied to an element, however. A bond, of sorts. We also have some kind of premonition gift. Mine's steeped in the present." He grinned. "So, if I ask you what my brothers are doing right now, you could tell me?"

After all that has happened, do they still think I would run away screaming? She must have realised that I wouldn’t run away. She nodded, it seemed more to herself than it was meant for me as she continued her narrative. “The Element essences are, Fire, Water, Earth and Air.” When she said Fire, she extended her hand towards me with her palm upward.

Avo continued with his explanation. "Just as Ares's harshness was balanced by Selene's element, which was the coolness and calmness of the moon. Selene also gave us the element of the forest and the hunt, which is where the wolf form comes from." "And what about the wise ones?" I checked "Apollo, the God of knowledge, gave his element to the Wise Ones, which was balanced by the liveliness of Selene’s element of forest and moon, making the wise ones supremely knowledgeable, and holders of magic, which they derive from the forest and the moon."

No wonder, Raphael feels such wariness towards the beast. "Let me show you, why I am called the Alpha of Alphas!" Suddenly an extremely intense aura flickered out from the beast. Colours! Different coulours of brown, red, blue and silver wrapped the beast's body. It was the colours of his aura. It was said, these aura colours represented the ability of one being. The red, represents the fire element. The blue, of water element. The brown of the earth element and lastly, the silver of the wind element. It was also said, the darker the colour the stronger the element was. And yet, this beast he faced has all the four elements. And the hue colours oozing out from his aura was very prominent.

He twirled the chalk again and tapped it once against the word Veins. “Well then,” he said brightly. “Let’s dig deeper.” Viorell tapped the chalk one final time against the board, then began to erase the word Veins, replacing it with a new header: The Arcane Elements He spoke as he wrote, tone shifting from theatrical to measured—like a scholar slipping into reverence. “Now, if Veins are the vessels of power, Elements are the flavors of it.” He turned to face the class, hands behind his back. “Every mage, whether born in the slums or cradled in a palace, is born with an elemental affinity. It’s the signature of your mana—your core alignment.”

I conveyed her message with a heavy heart and sat in a circle divided into four parts, Zayden had to sit in the middle of the star drawn with witchy salt. The four sections represented four elements: Earth, water, fire, and air. Witches were blessed with the power of one element, which decided their covens and expertise. But as a whisperer, I could harness all four elements simultaneously. So, I activated their spirits and stretched my hand towards Zayden, sitting by my side. “Give me your hand.” Mom handed me a long, red thread, I tied my wrist with Zayden and clasped our hands together. Then on a cue, Witch Ciara presented the silver dagger.