Sammatha’s heart was pounding as she reached out and grabbed a book which had not only caught her eye but her imagination as well. She had always been in love with Egypt, it was the one place on Earth she wanted to visit more then anywhere else in the world. She had a tattoo of an Egyptian Ankh on the back of her right shoulder. It drove her parents crazy having a pagan symbol on their first born daughter’s body was unholy.
She touched the golden book with the Ankh on it, she felt the power surge from the book and the orb which was still within her body. A wide smile crossed her face as the orb disappeared within her body as the magic was fully infused within her body.
Sammatha held the book in her hands as the rest of the books symbolizing the different schools of witchcraft and magic in general faded away.
She thought that would be it, but it wasn’t.
As she was about to open the book a shimmering doorway of golden energy appeared by her bed. This would have been scary for anyone else but Sammatha felt a warmness coming from the simple oaken door. She was about to open it but the moment she touched the handle there was a blinding flash of light and she found herself standing in a long stone chamber.
The chamber seemed to go on in every direction fading into darkness with countless columns every 30 feet or so. Torch light illuminated the room but seamed to stop past the second row of columns to either side of her. Massive stone statues stood between each pillar except for the single row before her, a path she knew she had to walk.
As she began to walk, she looked around, with each step she began to notice more and more and began to know things she had no knowledge of earlier. Some of the statues which she had not known before she now knew to be minor Egyptian gods and goddess. The columns began to be covered in hieroglyphics; she had no idea what they said earlier but now she could read them as if she had been using them all her life.
As she moved down the line of statues they began to get grander and grander, starting out only being 10ft tall where she started to now being 30 or 40 ft tall with much more details. What used to be plain simple yet beautiful statues became ones inlayed with gold, silver, jewels and painted to an unbelievable detailed way.
As she took a step forward, she noticed that she couldn’t feel the bare stone on her feet anymore, instead she felt as if she was walking in sandals. She looked down to see the black T-shirt and shorts she had been wearing before she went to bed had changed.
Sandals covered her feet but that was probably the simplest of clothing she wore, the rest of the cloths while simple was used in such a way to convey a classic yet sexy Egyptian look. Mulitple golden rings had appeared around her neck forming not only a necklace but the holding points to two strands of what felt like some kind of silk which now went over her breasts covering the nipples but leaving nothing else really to the imagination. The bottom half of the fabric was held under her breasts by a golden correst which stopped a good couple of inches above her belly button which was now visible as well. Another golden band went around her waste with a blue jewel in the center with simple wrappings around each of her legs with a tastle coming down the center and hanging between her legs. A couple more golden bands graced her arms and wrists. Her spell book rested now on her left hip while a pouch of some kind rested on the other.
“Wow…this is so unreal.” said Sammatha
“It is very real.” Said a voice as Sammatha looked around not sure who was talking. “It has been a very long time since someone has wished to grace by our magical powers and while you are an outsider to our ways, I welcome you.”
“Hello, who are you?” inquired Sammatha
“I am here to welcome you and to explain some things to you. Consider me, your teacher in our ways.” Said the voice as a figure stepped out from the rows upon rows of Egyptian Gods, Goddess and other creatures.