Sanctum

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Hana crawled out of the horse-driven carriage that Amy and another woman rode on. Hana whispered a spell and took out her compact mirror; to check. "Yikes! I look like Janet."

"You still look like mom." Amy offers a small smile.

Hana rolls her eyes, "Thanks." As she pulled on the hood of her purple cape.

"A princess," one of the knights snickered, "in our midst."

Hana sighs and turns, "I am Sarah Princess and the heir to this land."

"London!" Amy chuckled, "A progressive land."

Hana nods, "I best be on my way." Hana rode on a horse in the other direction.

As she came to the stone door of a cottage that had the trinity symbol engraved on the doorknob— Hana was sure that mere mortals could not see it; she knocked three times. No answer. She knocks again. Still no answer. Third time and she grew impatient, burst the door open, and sees a young Asian boy standing sweeping the hardwood floor.

"Excuse me," Hana states as she carefully approaches the boy, "may I talk to the Sorceress Supreme?"

The boy looks up, and with a crooked smile, he nods, "Madame! A young witch is here to see you."

Hana was then led to the office, and there she was; the Ancient One. "I am in search of a spell that can bring my cohorts and I back to our time."

"Mistress Minoru," Ancient One smiles, "you will not find what you're looking for if you don't ask the right questions."

Hana was taken aback, but then admits, "My mother's gravely ill, and I need to find a spell or potion to cure her."

"Unfortunately," Ancient One frowns, "we do not yet have that potion," grabbing something from the cabinet and handing it to Hana, "go to the New World's sanctum, and you'll find it there."

Hana nodded and left.

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