I See You (Version B)

Temperance

Fiona, Skye, and I had left the park. Skye said she was taking us to her greenhouse. I was in the car with Fiona this time to get more information on a few things while we tailed Skye across town.

"I have another question," I said.

"Shoot."

"How come when I touch Skye there's a... tingle? I don't know how to describe the feeling." Fiona looked puzzled.

"A tingle?" She thought for a moment. "I actually don't know."

"You don't feel it when you touch her?" I asked. She thought some more.

"I don't touch her often, but I haven't noticed anything like that. Maybe ask her when we get to her greenhouse."

"Also, if I can control fire, how come I was able to make a ball of water?" I asked. Fiona chuckled.

"Obviously you can do all sorts of magick," she said. "If you wanted, you could tap into the next life like me. It wouldn't be as easy for you as it is for me, but you'd still be able to do it faster than Skye could. You two would have a lot more practicing to do, whereas it just comes more naturally to my family." That makes sense.

We arrived at a secluded part of town, there were abandoned burned down buildings, and not a soul in sight. Skye parked next to a small, wooden building that looks like it hasn't been touched in decades. We parked next to her.

"This is the greenhouse?" I asked.

"Wait for it..." Fiona sang. We got out of the car and met Skye outside the front of the small building. It had broken down walls, I could see clear through the holes and broken glass. The only plants inside were a few weeds growing from the ground. How is this a greenhouse? Skye walked up to the door and drew a symbol on it with her index finger. Where her finger touched, began to glow. Fiona leaned over to me.

"That's called a sigil," she whispered. "A special symbol with a specific meaning, it helps with magick. That one means 'facade.'" Noted. That would have come in handy when I kept a diary. Skye opened the door for us and stepped aside.

"Ladies first," she said. Fiona nudged me to go first, so I did. I stepped into the old, broken-down building... and boy, was I blown away by what I saw. The outside of this building was broken down, falling apart, the few windows it did have were shattered, but the inside was a whole different story. This was, in fact, a greenhouse. There were glass walls, a glass ceiling, the sun was shining so beautifully inside. Almost every inch of this place was covered in plants that were so luscious and green, I can tell Skye puts a lot of love in them. Skye shut the door behind us.

"Oh wow..." I said. I was pretty much speechless. "How...?" I don't even know what to ask. This is all so new. I keep thinking about what I was doing a week ago: unpacking my room, getting settled into a new house, living life as a normal teenager accused of arson. Skye chuckled a bit.

"The sigil allows witches to hide certain things," she began. "If you draw it, people will only see what you want them to see." Fiona held her hand up to make her grimoire appear.

"For example," she said. She held the book up to me so I could see the leather cover, then she traced the sigil on the front, which began to glow. Soon after, the book transformed into a kid's book, with a cute illustration of a baby bear on the front. "To you, it's now a children's book. To me, it's still my grimoire. This is what I do to hide it while I'm at school. Usually, I turn it into a textbook or a jewelry box." This got me thinking.

"So what do you do if you find something you think is hidden?" I ask. "Hypothetically speaking. My dad left a lot of mementos, and maybe there's a chance he disguised our grimoire as something else so my mom wouldn't find it." Fiona drew another symbol on the cover of her grimoire, it glowed, then turned the children's book back into the thick leather book she was holding before.