Ghost of Lifetimes Past | Kol Mikaelson

Chapter 5

Previously on 'Ghost of Lifetimes Past'

Slipping the lock closed she decided enough was enough for one day. She'd look over her finds tomorrow. It was a weekend she wasn't required to do anything on her weekends. Jumping in her shower she quickly washed the mud off and got out. Lissa didn't even bother putting anything on, saying fuck it and going to bed nude. If anyone tried to wake her up tomorrow, they could deal with her naked body.

Still fuming at Jenna's words the next morning, Lissa decided to look at her finds from yesterday before even attempting to head downstairs.

Lifting the bag up to her bed, she set aside the crystals to put with the rest of her collection later. Separating the herbs as best as she could, she realized there was actually a decent amount in the baggies. There was everything from rose petals to chamomile, to mug wort and vervain.

Mouth stretching into a grin as her bad mood faded, she put the baggies of herbs by the crystals. She wasn't a witch by any means but over the years with much experimenting, she's found that she could do some things as long as the main component to the spell is either her own blood or her soul.

Sadly, once Sheila Bennett realized that that was the only magic she could do, she'd stopped teaching her since she'd perceived that as a sign Lissa was meant to do bad things. The judgmental bint. She could see why it took Bonnie so many seasons to grow as a person if that was the only parental influence she had growing up.

Now onto the thing she'd been most excited for, an actual grimoire from a complete stranger. Unable to stop it, Lissa squealed. Looking around despite knowing she was alone, she then turned her attention to the worn leather beneath her fingers. She could tell something had been stamped into the leather long ago but age had worn the leather down to the same level as the stamp so whatever was there was lost to time. With the stamp gone, the front of the grimoire was as plain as the back. The only thing of interest about the cover was the thick braided leather that was sewn into the spine, holding the whole book together.

Not able to get any clues to what type of witch had written the grimoire from the cover she, very gently as to not rip or damage the old book, opened it.

And was smacked in the face that the whole thing, besides the spells themselves (those being in Olde English), was written in elder Furnik, an incredibly old runic language. So old that she was certain whoever wrote this had to have lived at least 800 years ago, if not more. Why the hell was this just sitting in an old rotting house outside Mystic Falls? Was this a joke?

She was suddenly incredibly grateful she'd spent so long learning as many runic languages as she could, solely because most runic magic was blood-based. Her Furnik wasn't exactly good, or even close to good really, but she could at least get an idea of what was written about the spells.

Quickly jumping up to grab her runic dictionary she'd been consistently working on since she had realized runic magic was going to be her focus, she settled down with the grimoire, her dictionary, and a random notebook.

Wanting to focus on the spells more than anything else she flipped through the pages and attempted to categorize what spell did what and what type of magic it would involve using. The first thing she noticed was that these spells were mostly darker magic. The witch that wrote this having a clear preference towards more violent spells, or this could have been their offensive grimoire, Lissa wasn't sure.

The next few hours were spent translating the spells and their descriptions, she'd read the maker's commentary on them later. She also spent the time finding the spells that would work for her. Sadly, it looked like most of them were more actual witch spells and not runic or blood magic. Though there were a couple that she could do. One spell seemed like it would allow you to create a mindscape. Though there was a warning that it was 'created' with Kol, as in Kol Mikaelson.