LUNA: The Witching Hour

2: Tired

When a witch gives birth to a new born, the Queen and the Triple Goddess will seal the magic in you. In respect for the black witch tradition, you aren't allowed to use this said energy unless you pass the trials-- unless you're considered to be part of the clan already.

Magic doesn't mean super powers.

Magic for us witches is the unique energy living inside you. The energy that forms and creates. The energy that can solidify and control at our will.

Magic here is a classification of your role as a witch. Some are gifted with magical powers like me. Most likely, we're the frontline. We're the face. The shield. Kung gera pa, kami ang vanguard. We also have the Chanters; those witches who are capable to summon anything through spells. Those who needs words and spirits for their abilities to function. Lastly, the Poitioners. Witches who make potions. Obviously, their magic requires potion making in order for their abilities to work.

"Tangina" Napamura ako ng maalala ko bigla ang naiwan kong kambing sa tower two. "Tanginang buhay talaga"

"Woah" Lumabas mula sa kitchen si Nym na may dala dalang dalawang baso. "Relax lang tayo buntis. I have prepared your favorite drink here"

Nilapag niya ang mga baso sa lamesa sabay slide nung isa saakin. "Dugo?"

"Your second favorite drink" She beams at me before taking a seat across mines, "Hot choco"

Tinaasan ko siya ng kilay sabay amoy sa mainit na liquido sa harapan ko. I took hold of it and felt the warmth automatically spread over my palms. Pandora just recently went to the bathroom to take a shit. I lean back on the wooden chair and sip on my mug. Nym watches me do it with glittering green eyes.

"Anong lasa?"

"Tsyokolate"

She raises both of her eyebrows, "Well..? Does it have a different taste in it?"

I played with my tongue inside, trying to taste that different taste she's talking about. "Too much sugar"

"Not that!" She gives me a look wherein she looks like a pathetic little nerd who wants a real genuine comment about her finished product. "May nalalasahan ka bang kakaiba? Kaya nga sayo ko pinatikim kasi alam kong kakaiba 'yang mga senses mo"

Senses, huh. I thought it was normal for witches to have super heightened senses, it turns out mine is heightened way way more than theirs. Specially when it comes to scenting. Lalo na ngayon na mas naging sensitibo ako sa buong paligid simula nung malaya ko ng nagagamit ang aking kapangyarihan.

Ininom ko uli ang tsokolate at agad na natikman ang sinasabi niyang kakaibang lasa. Unang tikim ko pa lang dito kanina alam ko ng may hinalo siyang kakaiba. Gusto ko lang siyang asarin. Ako na lang palagi ang ginagamit sa tuwing may gusto siyang ipakain o testingin. Minsan sarap niyang ilunod sa inodoro.

"Sleeping potion" I pointed out with a disgusted expression plastered on my face. "You put a fucking sleeping potion in my drink?"

Kumislap ang kanyang mga mata, "Paano mo nalaman na sleeping potion? Akala ko mapapansin mo lang 'yung kakaibang lasa, hindi ko alam na mahuhula mo kung ano ito" kinuha niya saakin ang baso sabay amoy dito. "I can't smell shit but the chocolate!"

I gave her a bored yet stern look. Nym is a Potioner. Ever since she got the title, she never did stop creating and mixing liquids and stuff. She's a maniac for potions. I should've given the drink more attention before drinking it.

"Paano mo nalaman na sleeping potion 'to? Ang galing mo naman?" Tinaas niya ang baso at inamoy ito ng inamoy. Pinanood ko lang siyang gawin 'yan hanggang sa umiling ito ng umiling pagkatapos, na para bang ngayon niya lang napagtanto na wala talaga siyang maamoy na kakaiba. "Kailangan ko pa siguro tikman para malaman na may sleeping potion ito"