That night with only two days left when everyone went off to catch some sleep I stayed up pouring over the books Aradia brought from her shop. I try every spell in there that I think might help.I start with a memory spell. By putting the memory spell on myself I have a type of photographic memory so that every book is ingrained into my brain.
When I am tired of reading I go to the kitchen and start to make some of the pouches that we came up with, what seems like forever ago. I feel like the more of these we have the better. Even though my power has grown, being so new to magic I have the fear of not being able to go head to head with someone with dark magic. If a spell slips my mind or I can't get my powers to work these pouches will still allow me to protect myself and my circle
