The Eastern war

It was just like a movie.

I had no idea what I had done or how I had done it but before my eyes, things began to happen as I wished. It was like the earth spun backwards and then there was a reset with me in the middle watching it all. 

I had never felt so much power before. It felt so good I knew I was going to try it again pretty soon.

For me, I would say Power is like cocaine. You have a taste once and you never want to forget that taste. Just try not to be addicted.

"Mom?" I called out. I was in shock. I hadn't summoned her spirit with my pendant and she wasn't looking dead either, only brought from the dead. 

I knew it was part of my desires but it was all emotional for me. 

She appeared standing with her back turned towards me. She was dressed in the exact outfit she wore on the day she died– A purple dress. She looked around her but not behind. I also saw her stare at her hands like she couldn't believe it.

In response to my call, she turned towards me.