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• Magic Series: The Witch   Chapter 19

  “Oh my stars.” I openly gaped at the magic that was swirling around. A mere lightshow. A low grade ability that even I can do flawlessly. Nonetheless, I believe it was still something to marvel at.Magic was a sight to see. No matter how small.“Amazing isn’t it?” Sungul grinned proudly, “To know that you’ll soon have a familiar in your grasp.” I’ve seen other witches wandering around campus with theirs. Random floating objects or a slew of different animals saunter around with their witches. Some were as small as a pixie while others stretched high towards the ceiling, towering over the lot of us. There have been moments when I’ve thought what mine could possibly be. “Do you have one?”“Of course I do.” Reaching under her cloak, Sungul tugged on the collar of her dress. As a tattoo quickly began to appear on her skin, it began to glow a muted purple. An odd color for Sungul to conjure. I’ve never seen her magical energy manifest in a purple hue. It's normally some range of light

• Magic Series: The Witch   Chapter 18

  Despite my hardships and lack of talent for it, I’ve always been interested in potion making. My skills are far from perfect, but I am hoping one day I will be as skilled as my superiors. It's slowly coming to fruition with every task that was given to me.My growth is small compared to others. As in, those who can glance at a random high-class potion and easily discern what its purpose is. All potions have its own distinctive tell.The color shows how potent it is. Lighter hues always indicate that the potion is used for trivial problems; such as a common cold, headaches, or a small bout of bad luck. If the color is more intense, those vials are often used for more serious concerns; such as plagues, restoring limbs, or removing curses. To the untrained eye, the color was nothing more than a decorative detail. Another way to appeal to non-magic users to sell and make money. It took a lot longer than I would like to admit, but I can now proudly say that I can tell the difference

• Magic Series: The Witch   Chapter 17

  I eyed the clump of weeds that sat in the blistering heat. Dewbells. Gorgeous clusters of flowers that made At the moment, they were hideous. Clumps of skinny seedlings that struggled to rise in the sweltering sun. They were an odd shade of green and blue, scrawny stems that were covered in unblossomed leaves and tiny colored bulbs. I couldn’t wait for them to fully bloom. This is my first time growing plants by myself. After papa helped me settle on what I should grow, he left me to my own device to learn how to grow them. It took a while for me to actually plant them. My magical ability was nowhere near powerful enough to grow tulips, let alone Dewbells.It took a few months of training with papa to finally muster enough magical prowess. Dewbell seeds grow off of a specific type potion laced water, sunlight, and magic energy. My energy levels were pathetic. Not enough to summon a ball from my palms nor enough to seep into the soil to feed into the hungry seeds. It took

• Magic Series: The Witch   Chapter 16

  As I melted into the sofa, snuggled deep into a cocoon of thick blankets, I groaned miserably. I could feel my stomach pulsed with pain. It ached, throbbing in a type of agony that was slowly bringing me to tears. “Are you okay?” From the voice, I could tell it was Joaquin talking to me. He poked me through my swathe, “You sound horrible.” “Nooo,” I whined, “Tummy hurts.”“I’ll grab your heating pad.”I grumble out a muffled, “Thank you.”As I heard Joaquin shuffling away, I could feel someone else move closer to me. I snuggled closer to the body heat, ignoring the hand that began to pat around my blankets. “Do you want your stomach rubbed or back?” Antonio asks.“Back,” I answered, “Don’t want to move.”It wasn’t long before his hand found my back. He gently began to rub, snickering quietly at my pain as I slowly began to drift off to sleep. The warmth was nice. It helped ease the pain, but it wasn’t enough to dissolve it completely. I would need my heating pad for that.I desper

• Magic Series: The Witch   Chapter 15

  By the time my brothers came back down from their shower, I was carefully taking the pigs-in-a-blanket out of the oven. I scowled as I got blasted with heat. As I carefully reached into it, craning my face away as best as I can and stretching my gloved covered hands into the piping hot oven, the blistering warmth slowly began to seep out. It was slowly becoming unbearable as I finally managed to grasp the pan.“It’s hot.” I groaned to myself. Heaving the pan from the oven, I turned to face my brothers. “Could one of you two-”“We got it.”Joaquin easily took the hot pan from my grasp and Antonio closed the oven door. I slipped the mittens off, a little jealous how my brothers didn’t mind the sweltering heat. They were resistant to things like that. Though they weren’t as immune as our dad was, they could handle heat a lot better than I could.I shuffled towards the table, a pout glued to my lips. Climbing onto my chair, settling onto the wooden seat, I watched as Joaqn reached out t

• Magic Series: The Witch   Chapter 14

  It wasn't long before my papa came back from his trip to the market. As he had some of the bags of ingredients floating around him as he shuffled into the kitchen, the rest was cradled safely in the hold of my brothers. They shuffled in behind our papa, their tanned skin covered in bruises and scratches and their clothes covered in dirt.“You can put those bags on the counter.” Papa told them. “I’ll have some snacks prepared for you two when you're done with your shower.” They lugged the bags over to the counter just as our papa ordered. “I would kill for a hot bubble bath right now.” Antonio whined.“The last time you took a bath when you were tired, you almost drowned.” Joaquin rebutted. “You’ll take a shower.”“You're no fun.”“Our fathers are stressed enough,” Joaquin scowled, “They don’t need to worry about you dying on top of dealing with whatever drama is going on at the castle.” “But-” Joaquin ignored his attempt to protest as he gently began to shove our brother out of the