“Keeping staring for a bit longer and you’ll transform into a poet.” I don’t bother looking at the person whose footfall my ears had caught ever since he entered the hallway. “I might. I can say nothing in the matter of the results.” I say evenly Lukas steps in my felid of vision, blocking the vi

The old woman was shaking with anger. Sure enough, in all her years, no one must’ve handed her a tiny bottle and told her that one spoonful of poison was enough to kill, and painlessly at that. She opened her mouth, likely to curse at me, but I spoke before she could. “You wanted death to be a mer

There is a 90% probability that this is indeed a curse. But if so, why haven’t the witches or warlocks sent word to the church or crown? Why have they been targeting arbitrary people? What is the reason behind putting such a powerful curse into effect? “By drawing the culprit out, do you mean to ch

Dinah is leaning out of the window, dark hair flowing softly in the breeze, looking at the garden below. “When you step on the windowsill, it’s enough to reach for the windowsills of the rooms above this one,” I lean out as well, and point upwards “After three more, we should reach the roof of the

“They keep me grounded.” Dinah smiles, amused “Like emotional support knives?” My own mouth quirks up “Something like that.” There is no reason to speak further of it. But it seems that just as Dinah can’t tell me anything about her life, I’m all too eager to tell her everything of mine. “I name