I summon thee,
See my need, hear my voice, answer my call,
Guide me, protect me, and avail me of your powers.
Skyler took out a small dagger, one of her very few treasured possessions. It had been passed down through generations from mother to daughter. The dagger was intricately carved, etched with the tree of life on its hilt and with runic symbols running down its blade. Holding her hand sideways, she made a quick cut across her palm so that the blood dripped down onto the earth where she stood.
I call to my birthright
I am Dragonseeker,
Born of dragons,
Dracaena, Draco—dragon's blood.
I am Mage,
Born of those who wield power—magic makers,
Time benders,
Portal makers.
I summon thee, earth,
Open your arms, create a space that is safe, protected.
I call on light to surround,