CHAPTER 11
Burk was gone for the night on one of his weird unknown errands, and for once I wasn’t curious or annoyed. I was happy. I had the workshop all to myself and I was going to test that unknown, probably dangerous, spell written by someone I assumed was a mad magician.
The spell was tricky, requiring many elements. I wrote a first list of what I needed and then I started a second list with all the steps required to implement the spell. Deciphering the messy scribbles took most of the evening.
When I was more or less sure I had everything figured out, I rushed to the wall of materials to grab what I needed. I was glad to find everything on my list, from sage and witch hazel to rotten roots and poisonous weeds.
I kneeled by the fireplace and cleared a space to place my jars. I had
