I guess it seemed a little strange that I was here. “Yes, I just stopped by to check on something. What brings you around the witches quarters?” she asked. I told her straight out, “I came to gather some ingredients for an assembling spell.” Her gaze narrowed to my neck, and I watched. Her eyes lingered on the pendant that lay on my breast as she said, “That’s a peculiar pendant you have there, how did you get it?” I tucked the pendant under my shirt and explained, “It was a gift. My mom gave it to me to protect it.” I asked, a little curious, “Do you know what it is?” “It’s obviously not an ordinary heirloom, it seems to be forged with powerful ancient magic, a type of magic so strong enough to serve as a prison or a containment for something.” She took a moment to think. “It is beautiful, make sure you hold on tight to it.” She beams. I said hastily as I was leaving the graveyard, “I will. I have to leave now, it was nice seeing you Celeste.” Why had my mom given me this? More impor
