Knocking on Satan’s Door excerpt 1
Wicked Witches, Devils & Dragons
© Paul DeThroe 2016
“I’m going to
show you the real reason I come here,” Brandon walked behind the casket, bent
over, pulled out a brass candelabra and a plastic storage bag full of half
burnt black candles. He meticulously placed one candle into each of the candle
holders, set it down atop the casket, and then started lighting them.
“What are you
doing?” Preston whispered, as if afraid for his very life.
“I can only
tell you if you promise never to tell anyone,” Brandon spoke in a hushed tone.
“I promise,”
Preston swore, now the subservient one.
“Good,” Brandon
smiled, his face becoming long and fearsome from the light of the flickering candles.
“I have a confession to make; I am a wizard.”
“A
wizard?” Preston asked, unconvinced.
“Yes; and a
black one at that!”
“A black
wizard; I’m not sure what that means?”
“Have you ever
heard of Aleister Crowley?”
“No.”
“Alright, let
me rephrase that. Have you ever heard the song, ‘Mr. Crowley’ by Ozzy
Osbourne?”
“Oh yea, I’ve
heard it at a party here or there.”
“Well, it’s
about this famous black wizard. I subscribe to his theory.”
“What’s his
theory?”
“Do what thou
wilt is the whole of the law.”
“Ah, what does
that mean?”
“In witchcraft
there is a law of three.”
“Like on the
series about three sexy witches that fight demon lords?”
“Kind of, but
not really; Let me explain. Whatever type of spell a witch performs comes back
to them in terms of karma, threefold, or in layman terms, three times. So, if a
witch does a good spell to help someone, then it comes back on the witch
threefold.”
“And if the
witch does an evil spell, it also comes back on the witch three times.”
“Correct, but
Crowley came up with a new idea. If you use magic to will a thought, an action,
or a desired outcome into existence, the law of three doesn’t exist. This
allows wizards like me to perform spells without any repercussions.”
“That’s pretty
amazing, Brandon! Show me how it works.”
Brandon did as
requested. He took a stick and drew a magickal circle around the edges of the
tomb, then went back to the casket and started chanting some archaic ritual, in
words Preston didn’t understand. When it was over, nothing spectacular had
happened, but Preston was hooked. He wanted to become a black wizard.
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