Chapter 4The blacksmith’s shop was easy to find after I had pointed out the way. We made our way into the building and it was actually in better shape than the others. I felt like I was trapped with the ghosts of the old west. I could hear them whispering in my ears. That was part of what I hated about being a witch. Spirits flocked to me, and they all wanted something. It was hard to tell the ones that honestly needed me from the ones bent on destruction. I tried to ignore them, but there was so much pain here and it just seemed to be fed by the frustration and fear that I found myself trapped in.
I had to get myself out. I concentrated while he looked for some tools. They weren’t exactly the right tools for the job, not built to handle the alloys of the cuffs, but it was something and h
