Spells For Forgetting の小説・ストーリー

After several long minutes she pulled her hands away and opened her eyes her expression grave. “His memory has been magically erased,” she said in a calm but serious voice. “It is a very precise and powerful spell designed to remove specific events while leaving the person otherwise intact. When I dig deeper I can see Seraph clearly in the memory. I can see the storage building and the presence of blood. But the actual act what Seraph was doing with the blood and how the killing occurred is completely blank. The spell was triggered the moment the guard witnessed the critical moment. This tells us something important. Seraph knows someone is watching him. He prepared for it. He used forbidden

he commanded I was weak to his commands and the words rushed out of me before I could stop myself. "Your parents eh?. I remember...some many years ago. When you first reached out, when you first turned" he replied "I have...I have seen you before?" I whispered. "Of course little one" he replied. I couldn't believe it, I would have remembered, my four year old mind had to have held onto the memories of seeing this man. Why had I let myself forget? Why? I knew the reason though, but no potent spell should be strong enough to take my memories of him from me. I already felt owned as it was.

Her eyes were milky white, blind to the world but able to see things no one else could. She tilted her head, listening to the silence before speaking. “You want me to change her memories.” Her voice was rough, dry like old paper. She wasn’t asking me. She already knew. I nodded even though I knew she couldn’t see it. “Make her forget everything bad. Make her trust me again.” Morana made a strange clicking sound with her tongue. “Memory magic is dangerous, Alpha. It’s like pulling a single thread from a spider’s web. Pull the wrong one, and the whole web collapses.”

He knew Zompano well afterall. “Don’t worry about that,” Aunt Nyssa said. “Although, you guys can not kill him tonight because I have already seen his death in different circumstances but you can always put a ‘Forgetting Spell’ on him. He is too powerful so the spell will fade off in 2 weeks and might even take less than a week if a witch is able to ward it off after finding about it which will be a task in itself but still, this temporary solution might help us for at least a week,” she suggested.

Kitty shook her head, "But I'm sure it had only been used as a tool to control people ever since." "Taking one in hostage and control the other." Erebus said, "But it only works if --" "If they really care about each other." Kitty nodded, "It wasn't used only on lovers. Anyone with someone they care about in their heart, mostly parents and their children." "But then why is it forgotten?" Erebus asked, "If it's a tool, even though dark and horrible?" "They deemed it to be too immoral, even for the witches," Kitty said, "So there was an active ban on this spell. The Coven has that kind of power."

,I walk towards my room, shutting the door behind me,as tears stream my face. I sob to my heart's content,my thoughts bitter and heart pained. He's probably moved on,happy. I hug my knees to my chest,crying like I have never cried before. What should I do to forget him?

She said pleasantly. "I am sorry, I don't quite follow you, aunty." "You are forgetting I am a witch," she said with a twinkle in her eyes. "Your aunt is brilliant," Lucian commented, with a satisfied smile. "What are you both talking about?" I flipped my head between them, confused. "There are spells which can make people forget a certain period of their life, I can do that on Mark. That way he would not remember you like a wolf, nor the scuffle which he saw."

Page by page, spell by spell, searching for a way to pull him from that place. That’s when I found it: “The Redemptive Forgetting.” A spell that erased all memories of the caster from the target’s mind. The price was high—the caster would lose part of their own essence, their ability to love deeply. But Dorian would live. He would forget. He would be free. “I’ll free you,” I promised the black candle I lit. “Even if it destroys me.” I prepared the circle of salt on my bedroom floor, furniture pushed to the walls, opening up space. Just candles, the voodoo doll, and Agnes’s diary at the center.

“If you want to keep Leesa’s existence a secret, why is she here at all? I can have her far away in no time.” “Jenna can explain it better than me.” Dominic turned to the witch. “From my limited knowledge of a focused forgetting spell, I understand that when you wish to wipe away the memory of a specific thing or person, it helps to have as detailed an image as possible to work with, right?” Jenna nodded and turned her eyes to Leesa. “That’s right. Having Leesa here and being able to look at her while I cast the spell will make it easier for me to wash any memory of her from the black wizards’ minds.”

And, she couldn’t afford to take a risks. She would have to make a spell that wouldn’t bring too much attention to her, and make people feel she was an innocent woman, and that spell was the forgetful spell. Sam was going to forget that any of those things happened, and she would definitely be fine. She was sure of it.