I looked at my hand and thought how cool it would be to be able to hold a ball of fire in my hand. Instantly a small ball of flame was in the center of my palm. I gasped as I saw it and then laughed as I could feel it playing in my hand. It feels like it is alive and has a mind of its own. I let it do what it wants for a minute. I watch as it climbs up my arm and I giggle because it tickles. It finally stops and rests on my shoulder. I feel a slight burn then like it was never there it was gone again. However it left a small tattoo of a flame on my shoulder around my mate’s marks.
“Very good.Though next time try not to conjure a fire sprite.” Hecate laughs at me.”You are lucky it gave you a blessing instead of a curse. They are fickle creatures. It must like you. You must have conjured a
