We stand in front of the gathering crowd with the stones at our back. Magic leaps playfully between the stones, so alive it feels like I should be able to see it. More than that, touch it.
I can only imagine what it must feel like for Callie.
This place. It’s special. It’s the perfect choice for this meeting. And there"s more people here than I antcipate. I know a lot of the people in the town want something different to what"s in place now, but somehow, I thought more of them would be too scared to come out.
Phoebe, I miss you every day. I send the thought out into the magic, and I swear I feel it swirl around me. I refuse to believe she"s gone. When she died, she went out into the fabric of the world and became one with it. I"m almost certain of it. Which means talking to her sometime
