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Chapter Forty-one:

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Third person's pov

Ivy locked the door behind her, she had prepared for one of her regular trances, only this time it was the first she was conducting in two months.

She sealed the door with a whispered incantation and took deep breaths.

She had to do this, not because it was a regular thing to commune with her elders but because she had questions that needed answers.

The candle's never trembled like this before, Ivy noticed it the moment she stepped into the inner circle of her sanctuary.

The wax dropped too fast and the symbols beneath her feet glowed as she stepped into the circle.

She sat with her legs folded together and with her arms out stretched before she drew out the ritual blade and pressed it against her palm, letting three drops of blood fall on to one of the symbols.

Her hands were still bloody when she stretched them out again.

“Ancestors," she said calmly, as if appealingly.

Though her heart began to race "Elders of the veiled path, come to me”

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