I walked to my room, Eros words branded in my brain, repeating themselves over and over again. I walk to my library and open the slide door that leads to my secret window seat. I take the Geminide jurnal- grimoires- and close the slide door, leaving me to see the wood that is the back of the bookshelf, and the glittering sunset through the west view of my window seat.
'My spells may have a flaw,' Geminide wrote,'A antidote in away. Threatening if I choose to share this information with other than my husband."
'The drainage spell: Rertiroum Podarus Eneja
Hynx: Abisorba Morta
The Possession Spell: Atrapus Tranfaro Speritus Possesivous
Hynx: Torrmentus Sparitatum Invacilo
The Resurrection Spell: Muartela Revergasu Returma Speritus Sin Cuanceten Ne Sophilicouns .'
There is no hynx for t
