Without trying to remember, she knew exactly where she had buried all the stones and crystals that defined the borders of her barrier spell, she felt it in the pit of her stomach. She had upset the laws that worked within the natural world, there was something out there that was evil and dark, it was something that she had created and it was looking for her, it knew her intimately.
It was a power, wanting to be called on, waiting for her. Power that helped her remember that she wasn't as helpless as she though. It rubbed up against the hurt that she felt with the Chronicler's when they had turned away from her at the park. It was a power she could use to make them see the error of their ways.
She jumped at the sound of the door opening from the hallway, she had expected it to be Char
