Cassy, Awakening Power

reach your husband." Susan smiled at the old woman. "I think he i

'm glad he is at rest. It's

kay!" she replied, smiling, trying to h

have my number.

ntacting the dead never usually left her so drained. She sometimes wished she could find another way for her to work, but with no skills and little classic education, her gifts were the

had been careful when she planted the garden after she bought the house, seventeen years ago. Her love of flowers came from her hippy parents. Susan scowled at the memory of them. Nature was about the only thing they had in common. She di

se, 'Moonlight Pass'. Susan sighed, she had always been so happy here, was th

l presence in the room with her and Mrs. Peters. It blocked everything else.

fected her powers enough to form a group with two of her more gifted friends. Liza King, her best friend, had been a powerful witch. Until her disappearance, after Susan bought the house, the two of them had never been apart for long. Steve Boncy, seven years her junior, was also powerful. He was

ch other with everything. They even used the same name for her co

her whole being. Still did. She would have done anything for him if he only asked. He, however, only had eyes for one girl, Liza. He caused a rift between the three friends, one they could never fully repair. She

again. Teaching people, new to the craft, helped her find her way. Showing them, almost, everything she knew, reminded her how far she had come. What she gained o

before was still there, more powerful now than previously. She needed to know what was happening. As she Retreate

entre of the pentagram painted on the floor. Candles, that were always lit, flickered and went out, plunging her into complete darkness, yet for some re

ud that it seemed to vibrate through every part of her body. "Before I can ret

trol over anything. All the colours of the rainbow swirled around her, shimmering. The irides

reborn. Find the power of sixteen years, undisc

elt no fear. Nothing like this had ever happened before,

ou loved, who was unable to love you. One blind

" She

rn, bring me the one I need an

her casting their soft yellow glow. She smiled, as she drifted into sleep where she lay, with the knowledge that her search for the life she