( Issac POV )
Osiris's body was given a proper burial or rather cremation according to the old witches' custom. I was left alone after Madeline had left and everyone else had dispersed. I sat under the Red Oak with my head up in the starry sky. I miss you, Hellen. I am so lost, I miss your advice and your sharp eye in situations like this. Everything seems to be falling apart and there is nothing I can do to stop it. Supernatural and people are dying all around me one after the other. I feel helpless and lost in this whole warring situation. Although it is hard to call it a war, it is more like the torture and killing of innocent people all around.
Although I understand Lorenzo's intentions perfectly, I still cannot see his plan in my mind as to what his exact intentions are. Why was O
