Gabriela Mago is a prominent artist using her magical abilities to spread good charms to her customers. She also works with her family in the family business - magical protection against evil.
She starts getting horrific nightmares that are a warnin...
Packaging was not one of her favorite activities. Of course, every artist, who was about to sell items made with love, knew that one package like nothing can save the fruit of several days' work. So now there was a little chaos in Gabriela's studio.
There was paper everywhere - on easels, paints, brushes, tables with materials. Package fillings were dispersed by all corners – from the clay-making aria to the long table with all kinds of herbs and flowers. In the middle of the room, where sometimes magical rituals were performed, there was Gabriela – dressed comfortably in old jeans and a baggy T-shirt, bare feet, and messy hair. On her face, you could still read anxiety, not only because of the restless night but of the desire to achieve good results.
Her success with today's presentations and sales was paramount for her business. As a witch, she could always use magic to achieve prosperity, but this sort of method was only for the ignorant ones. Using your powers for personal benefit was not a good thing – it led to a lot of problems. She was also too proud to use her abilities in that area. Her business was good and provided a nice income. She took pride in her work and gave it her best. Of course, there was nothing common in the methods of production. Each of her works was touched by magic, which made it unique. She used herbs, crystals, and spells to bring happiness and prosperity to her clients.
Currently, she was wrapping a very graceful ceramic ballerina, where she had added some passionfruit to help the woman, that was about to buy it get rid of depression and have restful sleep. Thinking of herbs, her mind drifted back to her nightmare. Maybe adding something under her pillow was not such a bad thing. But was it reasonable?
She could investigate and find out more about where all of it came from but decided against it. Portents would find her one way or another, so it was better not to interfere in fate. Who knows what else will involve oneself in an effort to immerse in her life? What if someone else gets hurt instead? And why her? Was she too arrogant to think that all of this is related to her? Could someone else be the target and she was only a hindrance in their dark deeds? Maybe she was supposed to intervene in some way?
Gabriela exhaled slowly. No, she would not interfere. At least not for now. Perhaps after some preparation, thinking of the power it had taken to get away last night. She decided to discard the incident for the moment and leave it to float through her mind. Most often when she had a problem, the best thing was to leave it to marinate and forget about it for a while. It was best to go back to the more practical side of her life., she thought, focusing herself back on packaging.
She loved her work. Since she was a little girl, she loved the beauty in the world. Nature captured and inspired her. She felt a strong connection with the land and spent hours studying magic. When her parents died her grief was endless. But her grandmother and grandfather took her in and showed her that nothing goes out of this world, it just changed shape. And when she finally started to listen to their wise and serene words, her grief began to decline. The little girl realized that they did not only talk about nature but the world at large. They showed her that she didn't lose her parents for good and that they are always around her. Their smiles were hidden in the beauty of the blooming rose, their caresses were found in the accord and gentleness of summer wind. Their love advanced with the love of nature to every living being ... Then her heart relaxed and found peace. Since then, the most important thing for her was to live her life to the full, spreading happiness and beauty to others. A spell that was constantly with her.
After several hours she was finally done and started moving all the packages and cartons in the small hall of the apartment. All this would take at least half an hour to bring and load in the car, she thought. A little spell would not hurt anyone. She closed her eyes and muttered a few words to herself. When she opened her eyes again packets were all gone and were already waiting for her in the trunk of the car.
- One coffee and I'm going, Izis - she said to the cat - Time to go and do some business - the cat looked into her eyes - I'm sorry honey, but this time you are staying here. - Questioning look appeared on its furry muzzle. - I have a lot of work and you will have to spend the whole time in the car. I do not think you'll like it much. Let's be reasonable. You hate being alone in the car – at which the puss turned away offended and disappeared into the bedroom.
Gabriella thought she should say goodbye to something favorite from her wardrobe. Although the recognized mutual love and admiration that she and Isis shared, the cat was sometimes very vindictive. Resignedly the woman sighed and went into the small integrated kitchen to make coffee and breakfast before leaving. The present-day was going to be a long one.
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