Chapter 5 : The dark magic
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The air was heavy with an eerie energy as Emma gazed upon the ancient symbol etched into the tree. Rumplestiltskin's eyes gleamed with a knowing intensity, his smile twisting into a sinister grin. The forest seemed to grow darker, as if the very presence of the symbol was suffocating the life out of everything around them. The trees seemed to lean in, their branches tangling together like skeletal fingers. The wind died, leaving an oppressive silence that made Emma's skin crawl.
"The power of the symbol is beyond your comprehension, Emma," Rumplestiltskin whispered, his voice low and hypnotic. "With this magic, I can bend reality to my will. Time and space are mere playthings for me." His bony fingers traced the symbol with a reverent touch, and the air seemed to vibrate with an otherworldly power. Emma felt a strange connection to the symbol, as if it was calling to her. She tried to step back, but her feet seemed rooted to the spot.
Rumplestiltskin's laughter echoed through the forest, the sound sending shivers down her spine. The symbol began to glow with an eerie light, and Emma felt herself being drawn into its dark magic. She tried to resist, but it was too late. The darkness closed in around her, and everything went black.
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