𝐊𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐀

𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐧 . I .

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𝓢he began her evening knelt upon the hardwood floor that covered her apartment, a litter of candles encircled the young witch. The strong scents of sage danced around the open plan space mixed with the waves of smoke that twirled in the dim candlelight. Grimoire positioned in front of her knees, ivory hands flicking through page after page of carefully crafted spells the LaRue woman had collected within her practice and her ancestors had collected before her. Soon enough the hands fell upon an earlier page, a well used and tattered page that barely hung to the binding of the book.

     " Evelyn, is everything ready? " The elder woman within the room questioned, glancing over from her position beside the child that was resting upon the bed. A look of concern gracing her features, a concerned mother watching over the distressed child that wiggled and thrashed around on top of the quilted bed.

     " Almost Mrs Vandercamp " The knelt witch quipped, glancing up to give a gentle smile to help aid the woman's concern for her child. It was a simple spell that she'd be casting. An incantation and enough concentration should do the trick.

Soon enough the chanting began to fill the room, open palms outstretched and reaching out for the power of the ancestors to aid in the spell. The young coven leader kept her eyes closed, focusing upon crafting the illusion to place within the troubled child's mind. A dream manipulation spell in order to allow the young boy to rest and feel peace during such troubling times. 

Yet something felt off, a trembling that began to crawl up her back. As if unseen hands were clawing onto her shirt and hoisting themselves onto her shoulders, gripping and pulling themselves up her arms and seeping into her veins at her wrists. An ear piercing scream erupted from the teen witch as if something was digging into her skin. Then began the trembles, the shaking that began and would remain for some time to come. A look of utmost concern came from the the elder witch that looked on.

     " What's happening child?! " Mrs Vandercamp asked, moving before the girl and looking to the Maîtresse who was struggling to catch her breath and looked on with pure terror at the shaking within her hands that persisted.

     " I-i don't know- " She stammered, looking up to the woman who knelt in front of her.

     " -I can't feel them anymore. " 

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     " I still don't understand why I can' jus' drive maself.- " The elder wolf spoke, sat in the passenger seat of the truck. Arms folded over her chest as her gaze remained out of the window, watching the trees fly by as they drove towards the closed off residence. " -And i's mah truck " She followed up with, only now turning her gaze to the witch who was driving the vehicle.

Taking in a slow and ever slightly frustrated deep breath, Evelyn turned her attention to the woman for a short moment before returning her eyes to the road. This having been the third time within the almost 3 hour journey the two were taking together that she was to repeat these words.

     " You know why Ms Dumas- " Ev began but was quickly cut off by

     " -oh for 'eavens sake call me Mary girl " Matched with an eye roll from Mary who had herself been saying the same thing to the painfully respectful witch beside her.

     " Mary, Hayley wants me to make sure we aren't followed and I know the back routes to this place in case we are. " Evelyn spoke, changing gears as they continued down the long dirt track.       " Besides, we've done pretty well for ourselves " She stated, nodding her head to the house in the distance that they were approaching which seemed to settle the wolf; causing the witch to smile happily knowing that this was all worth it.