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Chapter One – The Origin of the Curse

Ah, I see you’re still here. Get comfortable, then. I’m about to start.


We will begin with the woman who’s started all this is. As everyone else I will introduce you to, she was one of my ancestors. Not a particularly smart woman, as I’m sure you’ll soon agree.


Sosostra Night lived in Dragon Valley. A very beautiful village, very scenic and very romantic, but also very dangerous if you pissed off the wrong people. And as you are about to find out, Sosostra had a talent for doing just that.

Dragon Valley was home to many different people. Some of them human, like you, me and Sosostra, but most of its population was… gifted. Witches, some vampires (if not many), werewolves, fairies, you name it. What? They don’t exist? Well, no, they are rare now, but back in the day they were everywhere! Literally! There was no place on this planet they couldn’t go! Huh? When did that change? Don’t bother, you’ll find out when it’s time.



So Sosostra lived in Dragon Valley, amongst all these exceptionally gifted, and dangerous, individuals. She herself was a fortune teller – not a real one, of course. People who could actually see into the future accurately have always been rare, even then, and Sosostra knew that she didn’t really have the gift. She was a liar. A regular con. A charismatic one, or maybe people were just gullible, but a fraud nonetheless. Ah, you see, the people who came to see her didn’t know that. Magic was a common thing, so no one questioned it, and Sosostra was very skilled at spinning a tale. Most commonly she would tell someone that they would suffer greatly during the winter – if that person was poor, and couldn’t afford proper shelter -, that their harvest would be lost and no profit was to be made – if that summer was particularly hot and no rainfall had occured for a while – or, in some rare cases, that someone would die.

Can you see where this is going yet? Good.

Naturally, some of her predictions came true. It was inevitable, given the sort of things she usually told people. And just as naturally, Sosostra build a nasty reputation for herself. As it turned out, people didn’t like being told of horrible things that would happen to them, or loved ones, much less so when these predictions ended up coming true as often as hers did. It didn’t take long before Sosostra was disliked, and soon after hated. And because her words proved to be true so often, it didn’t take much longer after that before people started calling her a witch. And as you will all know from childhood tales, there are two kinds of witches. You can guess which kind our dear Sosostra was said to be.

It was then that she got herself – and all my ancestors up to this day – cursed. She-





“My baby is dead! My husband is dead, my baby is gone, they were all slaughtered, because of you!” Sosostra stared at the crying witch in shock, trying to make sense of what was happening. She remembered her – Geraldine, a respected witch, loving wife and doting mother, who had come to see her a few weeks ago. She had asked for advice on a day trip she had been wanting to take with her family. Dragons were known to raid the fields for sheep, cows, and whatever else they could find every now and again. It was one of these fields Geraldine had wanted to go to, and a warning from Sosostra was what she had gotten. 

The people despised her, but Geraldine was kind. As much as everyone hated what she had to say, they always came back for more – and it had filled Sosostra’s pockets nicely since she came to this town. Geraldine may have disliked her as much as the next person, but she had never openly shown it.

Sosostra had liked that. 

So when Geraldine had come to her for advice, Sosostra had tried to be sincere. Dragons were a common danger outside the town’s walls, so her prediction had seemed save. 

“Don’t go to the fields” Sosostra had said. “A dragon will come, and blinded by hunger he will take your husband, your new-born child, and her brother.” As expected, terror had shown on Geraldine’s face immediately. Sosostra had felt herself smile, and had hidden it immediately. It had always amused her so to see the villagers believe her lies, and this time was no different . Even if the lie had been spoken with good intentions. 

“Where shall we go, then? We have not left the walls for months, and Bryce so wishes to go for his birthday.”

“The other side of town will be save. Take your family there, far out into the countryside, and you will be save.” The other side of town had been unharmed for many years. It was a risk free assumption, as Sosostra had known. 

But it hadn’t been save, and now Geraldine the witch was a widow with no children.


“You promised me we’d be save. You sent me there, with my family, knowing that the dragon would have them. Why? Why would you do this?” 


“What I predicted the dragon would do was never intended for this field, only for the other. I mourn for your family, but-“


“Vile words, from a vile witch! The devil sent you! All you do is bring destruction, poverty, and misfortune to all those who would ask for your advice!” Sosostra didn’t know what to say. Sure, people had been angry with her before but not like this! She had been accused of many things before, but to have been sent by the devil? Sosostra stood quietly, unable to find her voice.




In mad rage, Geraldine glared at the fortune teller, hate glistening in her eyes and wand in hand. “I curse you! I curse you and all born of you until the end of time, Sosostra Night! I want you to experience what it’s like to always know that something bad is going to happen! To always live in fear that what has been predicted to you might come true! May the devil take you back, Sosostra! May you live in anguish as we have done because of you!”

What was- Whoa. This is new. This has never happened before. I, erm- I’ll have to look into what this was.

But back to Sosostra. No, she didn’t believe that she was really cursed, of course. To curse someone in those days was a serious crime. Geraldine was hurting, badly, but Sosostra didn’t think that she’d be willing to forfeit her life like this. Poor Geraldine had done exactly that, of course. Rip a woman away from everything she’s ever loved and you create an irrational monster. But Sosostra didn’t think that she would go that far.

But she had. And what she set in motion that day hurt my family for generations to come.


14 responses to “Chapter One – The Origin of the Curse

  1. Niemalyn ⋅

    I love it so far. ❤ Poor Sosostra… poor, stupid Sosostra….

  2. This is really good. How unlucky was sosostra! Where did you get her name from?

    • mischiefthekitten ⋅

      Thank you :3 I got it from playing Divinity ages ago – there was someone in there by that name and I really liked it ^^ (ironically, now that I think about it, I think she told the future, too – but she was better at it. I think.)

  3. Great Story! I can’t wait to read more 🙂

  4. LOVED this chapter dear! Poor Sosostra! She was indeed rather stupid, poor gal! But excellent update~

    • mischiefthekitten ⋅

      You’re too kind, m’dear, but thank you so much :3 And yes, you’d think she might have known that things might backfire eventually!

  5. jazen ⋅

    wow…a grieving widow. There’s nothing worse I guess and Sosostra found that out the hard way.

    • mischiefthekitten ⋅

      Hmh, she really did :/ Geraldine blamed everything that happened on Sosostra and wished the worst upon her.

  6. Whoa! Excellent start. She couldnt very well tell she was a fake either . The witch was hurting with so much grief it wouldn’t have mattered.

    • mischiefthekitten ⋅

      No, you’re right, it wouldn’t have made a difference. If it had I think it would only have made things worse. Can’t imagine Geraldine would have been consoled by the fact that Sosostra didn’t even know what she was doing and wasn’t a professional!

  7. Valpre ⋅

    I think I like Sosatra already! Fair enough she was a fraud, but can’t blame the girl for hustling. It’s too bad that the stint with the witch cursed her bloodline. I’m very intrigued by your world and I can’t wait to see how all the different races tie into the main story arc. I’m a sucker for stories with magic and folklore.

    • mischiefthekitten ⋅

      It’s a tough world out there, you gotta do what you gotta do! 😛 Too bad it landed her this.
      Thank you so much, I’m so happy you’re liking it ^^ This has all turned out better than I had expected when I first started this!

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