The competition was in a week and I had a lot to study. I went to the library and found it empty to my biggest relief. I needed the peace and quiet but my mind briefly went to my dream. That happened in this very hall.
My thighs clenched.
I sat down at my favourite spot and tried to study but I couldn’t. My mind was hazy with desires I’ve pushed down. Whoever was behind my dreams was awakening needs that can’t be fulfilled and needs to be stopped.
I was a witch for crying out loud. I could figure this out. I pulled the heavy grimoire from the restricted shelf and carried it to the alcove behind the stained glass.
I set the obsidian bowl on the table and lit the two candles. Red for desire and white for truth. I tore a strand of hair and let it fall into the dark water then pricked my f
