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𝙰 𝙼𝙸𝙻𝙻𝙸𝙾𝙽 𝙳𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙼𝚂
[¢hคptēr f໐นr - ƑαмιƖу Ƭιєѕ/Hαυηтєɗ]
[𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚍]
"I cαn see better ɯhen I close mч eчes; don't mαke much αdo, thαt's mч lαtest stчle of vıeɯ." ― Mıchαel Bαsseч Johnson
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"Now, when I would help your mother with her spells, she never had me use a fire extinguisher." Annalise states from her place on my bed. When I woke up this morning, I asked Annalise to watch over me while I did a reading spell I found in my grandmother's grimoire. "But then again, after you were born, your parents had one in every room."
I roll my eyes at her comment. Fire was the first element I learned to conjure; you can imagine how chaotic that was for a two-year-old.
" Why are we doing this again?" She asks.
"I had a vision of wings-"
"But I thought the whole reason that bitch blinded you was to prevent your Precognition." She says, confused.
"She did, but when I touched my window last night, I got a vision of wings. Since I can't conjure my visions as I used to. I need to use the fire to get a reading on what the hell is going on." I explain.
I take a deep breath as I close my eyes, aligning my breathing with the warmth of the candle fire surrounding me in a circle. "Ostende mihi videre" I chant in latin. Suddenly a sharp pain goes through my head and flashes across my vision. Two small puncture marks on a neck with blood coming out of them, that damn black crow or more like a raven, feathers, and a watch. The pain in my head intensifies as I scream out, the warmth from the candles starting to surround me before a feeling of cold foam covers me.
" Well, aren't you glad I suggested you be on standby with the fire extinguisher?" I say sheepishly.
"Those flames were about to swallow you whole, Carter." She scoffs. " I'm assuming it worked though"
" Yeah, but was it much help? Absolutely not." I groan.
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" What was the point of picking me up if you're just going to break my heart?" I groan dramatically as Caroline and I sit down in a booth. She asked me if I wanted to come to the grill, and I wasn't going to pass up food plus, my nerves have been everywhere since the reading I did earlier, and it causes my magic to act frantically.
" He's my boyfriend, which means he will be my date to the founders' party." She states proudly.
Ironic how she was telling me to find a new boyfriend, and now she has one.
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𝐀 𝐌𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐃𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬 • ɴɪᴋʟᴀᴜs ᴍɪᴋᴀᴇʟsᴏɴ
أدب الهواة𝗕𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝗢𝗻𝗲: 𝘋𝘪𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘔𝘪𝘹𝘦𝘥 𝘉𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘚𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 "𝙿𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚊𝚗'𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚏𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗. 𝙷𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚜, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚜, 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚜...