Chapter Fifty-Two

Celeste’s POV

The skin bound book feels bumpy and rough in my hands as I free it from the secret compartment of my largest suitcase. Many charms and protective spells have hidden the secrets within from the vigorous searches made of my belonging while I was gone. All my other crystals have been seized along with the non-approved spell books. The High Council have made it their mission to see that every day witches do not have access to powers that could cause their undoing. I have made it my mission to seek out this knowledge in the hopes that one day I will make their world crash and burn around them.

One of my most beloved possession is a picture of me with both my parents. Our smiles are bright and genuine in this one, years before the uprisings began and my whole world was destroyed. A big fat tear splashes onto the picture as the ones that have welled in my eyes become too much and spill out and down my cheeks. I miss them every day single day. I place the old, ye