Moonlit Magic
"I work with spirits. Ancestors, guides—sometimes even the not-so-friendly ones."
Rita’s eyebrows shot up. "Like… ghosts?"
"Mmm, more like echoes." Pru’s voice dropped to a whisper. "The dead leave imprints. I can read them. Sometimes, I can even borrow their knowledge."
"That’s incredible," Rita breathed.
Freda smirked. "And my magic—"
But before she could continue, they reached their classroom, and the door swung open to reveal their instructor—a vampire.
Tall, pale, and dressed in an immaculate suit, he looked like he’d stepped out of a Victorian painting.
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