Moon and Stars

3: Death is coming

Miyuki Grey

Laying in my bed at the middle of night at the ungodly hour when I'm supposed to be asleep. But how are you supposed to be asleep when history is telling you that witches are supposed to be dead by the hands of bloody werewolves? And the fact that the wolf I played with for a few minutes is a werewolf?

I am never going back to that hateful restroom, no matter what.

Unable to sleep, I decided to read one of the grimoires. One of the only things that connects me to my family, to my kind. This particular grimoire talks about the history of how witches evolved from being a normal human and of course some basic spells, but history is always much more interesting when you don't even know where the quarter of your own kin is.

Every human has their own magical capabilities, magical core. Everyone can also use it, consciously or unconsciously. But one can fully realize their magical talents when they become aligned with their intuition, opening their sixth sense to feel the energies and to see the supernatural part of the world. Through the newly gained sixth sense, one can be able to use the energies and manipulate it to one's will.

Naturally such skills are passed down to the family until it comes to the point one doesn't have to align their intuition anymore as it just became a natural thing for them, to use and manipulate energies, to make magic. Those people are called Witches, some people call them Magicians, Sorcerers and Sorceress, Warlocks, Wizards, and so on. But mostly called Witches.

There used to be many witches but the witch hunts declined our numbers as witches themselves also feared their own magic for it could lead themto death in the hands of the villagers, making the numbers of existing witches even decline more as more witch families reject their power anymore. But in turn it even made the existing witches more powerful as more energies became more available for them. But of course some of the witches retaliate against the witch hunts, but what can one witch do against a whole village? Making their efforts in vain.

The grimoire also talks about focuses or foci of a witch. A witch can use many types of magic but is always more talented and skillful in one area. Some in elemental magic, divination, celestial, healing, and the list goes on. Rereading this book for a few more hours, my eyes start to get heavy. Sleep consuming my body.

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I sat in the dining room along with others, eating breakfast, (or just playing with it, for me) full of thoughts. I still couldn't believe it. For sure that teenage, muscular, tall, and beautiful man with a big d--woah, Yuki don't go there--should have realized who am I, what am I.

They should be hunting me now, I fucking gave him my necklace, my quartz crystal necklace. Full of scent, full of energy. They have many ways to find me, through my scent or through my magical signature.

How long till I survive is going to be the question.

"Yuki, stop playing with your food and eat properly or so God punish us." Sister Mary's strict voice pulled me out of my train of somewhat desperate thoughts on how to survive. "Sorry." I ate the breakfast properly this time.

"Sister." I called out before she goes out of the room, others already fleeing away, trying to avoid the dishes. "The Tower kinda happened?" I grimaced at my own tone that sounded so uncertain. "What do you mean 'kinda'?" She asked suspiciously.

I inhaled and exhaled a couple times. "No sound may escape, These words of yours and mine shall remain a secret. So mote it be." Eyes closed I muttered with full of intent while visualizing my energy, my blue green energy, wrapping around the room making no sound getting out of it.

Opening my eyes slowly, gauging the emotions that I could feel from the woman. Confusion and Worry. I sighed, seems like I can't stall this out.

"I met a werewolf by accidentally travelling through a mirror that has a suspicious looking sigil." I said quickly, not even breathing for a break and still not breathing after as I wait for her response but I know that I'm fucked when she said.

"Miyuki Grey, you better explain before I curse you're fucking ass and you better have a fucking good excuse." Yup, I'm dead, she swore and threatened to curse me.

Reminder: She's a nun. Goodbye world, I had a great life.