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A dull silver medallion is found in an attic, allegedly an heirloom passed on through a maternal line for nearly a millenium. When the ancient words inscribed on the medallion are studied and read aloud by the medallion's curious finder, she is plunged into a realm of forgotten magic.

The charm allows its user to become "untethered" to the physical realm, giving her the ability to turn invisible, to pass through solid walls and to generally separate themselves from the needs of a mortal being. When in the untethered state, the user has no need for food, water, or air, doesn't age, and is virtually immune to heat, cold, and radiation.


Ciara's Charm, Chapter 1 - Maternal Heirloom

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Chelsea found it in her great-grandparents' house. It was a medallion about the size of a silver dollar, pewter-colored and dull with a small hole at the top. A single silver link was attached to the top. There were strange words on the front, filled with consonants.

"It's Old Irish, dear. Don't know what it says. Never spoke it." Chelsea's grandmother sipped her tea and placed the medallion back on the table. "It's been passed down from the women in our family for a very long time, but your great-grandmother never saw fit to pass it on to me." Chelsea laughed and took the medallion back.

"Nonsense?" Chelsea asked.

"And a full pot of it," her grandmother laughed. "But my mother took her mysticism very seriously. I suppose it was because she was the last in the line born on the isle." She shrugged. "I was never one for Santa Claus or fairies or the any of that sort of thing, even at a young age. She wouldn't dare try and convince me of a story about an enchanted charm. I'm just glad I've finally got a grand-daughter to pass it on to. Now my mother's spirit won't be bothering me." She sipped her tea again.

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Ciara's Charm, Chapter 2 - Untethered

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Chelsea climbed into bed. Tonight was her last night at her Grandmother's house--tomorrow she'd be taken to the airport and flown back to college on the west coast. With everything that happened tonight, she felt like she was stuck a dozen years in the past, when Gram used to tell her about faeries and will-o-the-wisps, travelling through the forests looking for humans to play tricks on.

Just to make sure she wasn't dreaming, she went incorporeal again in the bathroom and floated up a bit so she could take a peek at the empty bedroom on the next floor. When she willed herself back to her solid state, she found it easier than last time.

"If ye think this place feels like home to ya, lass, imagine how I feel. I've been waitin' seventy years for you to read that medallion." Chelsea looked over at the center of the room. Once again, she saw a pair of bright blue eyes and crimson lips smiling at her.

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