'Dear Danny,
Healing you was no problem at all! I'm glad you are feeling better, and tell Peter it was no problem at all.
Don't worry about Edward's shirt he probably didn't even notice it missing.
I can send you the spell though you do need some magic for it to work, if you ever need more just send me a letter, and I'll get it to you as fast as I can.
Healing spell instructions:
The most powerful healing spell
Requirements are as follows:
Crushed daisy
Crushed lavender
Water that has seen both the moon and sun in an eclipse
Celestial water
Dried sage
Nettle leaf
Comfrey leaf
Yarrow
And the feather of a raven
Place ingredients into a bowl or cauldron starting with the waters then the Crushed daisy and lavender and finally the herbs. Add the feather right before you start to heat the mixture,
Heat with either magic or mystical flame until the mixture thickens and turns a purplish-brown colour.
Spread mixture over injuries until healed.
Stay safe!
-Rosemarie'
Danny folded up the letter with a smile, tucking it into its envelope and turning to Peter.
"Rosemarie gave me the healing spell," Danny started, "it looks mostly like herbs and some flowers. The only things that look hard to get are the eclipse water, raven feather, and mystical flame."
"That's good to know." Peter nodded, stirring the pot of soup he had on the stove, "are you patrolling tonight?"
"Yeah, I'm feeling jittery." Danny did a little spin to prove his point, causing Peter to chuckle, "Do you think I should tell her?"
"Danny," Peter sighed, "that's your choice, I can't make that decision for you." Peter scooped up two bowls of soup and passed one to Danny, "if you think her knowing would be helpful you tell her if you think she might hurt you don't. you know her better than me."
Their meal was filled with casual conversations about school, work, and general life stuff, soon enough the sky got dark and Danny went out on the town.
He had stopped several muggings and a couple of robbers, but now he was the one in need of help.
He was helping a kid back home after she sleepwalked into the street when he felt a dart hit the back of his neck and he started to get dizzy then he blacked out.
He woke up in what looked to be some kind of basement. It was lit only by candles and the people he could see from the chair he was tied to were in robes of a blood red and swept the floor as they walked.
There were runes and sigils chalked on the concrete floor and he was in the center and just out of his reach was a knife, it was black with intricate gold designs it was clear it wasn't for cooking.
The faint chatter in the room fell to silence as an iPhone alarm rang
"It is time," one of the robed figures said to the rest of them, " to your positions!" they ordered, the group rushed to their places around the circle and started to hum. The sigils started to flicker and glow.
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