Siege Spirits

It is never a good idea to have two or more spirits if they don't get along.

Flicker Wicker was in the midst of an elemental crisis; he wanted to be purified of the flames and return to being a nature spirit. I couldn't blame him; if someone had forced me to be...

Only that was exactly what was going on at multiple levels of my life, wasn't it?

And there was Darksmile, who was content with what he was.

<You have to let me out sooner or later.> he said.

I sighed. <Sooner or later, you will wither without mana, and cease to exist. Please don't give me more reasons believe that's the wise course of action.>

<When I break free of here,> he said, <I will destroy you.>

<Such as that. That was exactly what I asked you not to do.>

<LET ME OUT!> He began trying to gnaw on the wicker.

<You'll hurt yourself trying that.> I warned.

<You can't hold ME; do you know who I am?>