The Ganeswolf

A Witch: Time is running out.

Salina screeched as another pain shot thru her body. Most days the pains were just in her head today they started in her head and traveled her entire body. She felt tired. She had been trying to work her magic to help ease the pains and she just couldn't do it. The pains did not allow her to concentrate to even chant a spell in her condition. She knew that she was getting weak enough to start worrying over the Falen Board. Salina had joined the Falen coven at a young age. Upon becoming a member the elders of the coven, the original thirteen as they are called, cast a spell on each member that would allow for the other coven members to detect an aura of weakness when a member was getting close to death. This was never meant as a spell cast to harm anyone, It was cast to keep the coven safe during a time of war. Allowing its sisters and brothers fighting to see who they could rely on to help bring them thru a battle. Although it has been many years of peace the requirements have not changed. Upon feeling how tired she was really getting Salina mindlinked the only person she trusted during a time such as this. Her step sister Minka.

Salina could hear Minka's footsteps softly walking thru the house to get to her. Opening her bedroom door and shutting it quietly behind her. Opening her eyes to look directly at Minka as the sheet was pulled back from her face..."Tell me true sister, do you detect the Death Aura glowing about me?: asked Salina of Minka. Minka stared hard looking directly into Salinas eyes and replied.."No sister, you are safe for now. Lets see how to keep you safe. I have brought with me the items I need to cast the necessary spells needed to explore you sister. Mind and body alike." 

I could hear Minka in the other room working on what ever potions she felt were needed. I laid still for fear of the room spinning with the pains pulsing thru my head. All I could think was if this indeed the end I hope to Moon Goddess that I shall get to lay my eyes on that of my beloved departed son Levand. His passing has been sixteen years ago yet the pain of his loss is just as great today as it was all those years ago. I can still hear his voice happily bouncing in the doorway ahead of him as he would grab one of my famous handmade orange flavored donut holes. Tell me I was the bestest, plant a kiss on my cheek and stroll out the door before I could even ask where he would be going. Most of our conversations were via mindlink since I could not get him to come home or sit still long enough once reaching adulthood. He had been murdered. When it happened it was nearly my undoing. All the witches' and warlocks of Falen had used their best magic to try and uncover the truth behind his death. None of us could understand what happened. All these years later my heart still aches for the answers that I fear I will never know. Minka walked in bringing my thoughts back to the present. 

Holding in her hand two glasses half full. I could tell she was deep in thought while standing their looking at me while holding the glasses. "Sister, Might I know what you are thinking so hard upon?" Minkas reply Sister, I had a cold chill run over me while prepping my spells. I am trying to figure out what kind of sign that could be. In most cases I have worked along side the Falen Board it was a sign of death. Death in may forms. It could be a present, past or future. These potions will not prevent any events that are meant to come to pass. It will allow me to link with you to determine the ill that is currently upon you and why. So we may get an answer. We may not have a way to fix it. If all is possible I will fix all that I am allowed Sister." I grabbed Minkas hand and mindlinked her the words that I could not say..."Sister you can only do what is within your abilities to do. I have much respect as your strength and knowledge is greater than mine. If these pains are truly a sign of my time coming to pass then know I thank you now for the love of trying. Know to that if and when I pass I will be happy in the knowledge that I may again see my sweet son Levand along with my love Grainger.

Minka helped me sit up straighter. It took alot of my energy to sit straight and I could feel my entire body weakening. Minka handed me one glass and she kept the other. Together we both drank the glasses until they were empty. I could feel another spirit intertwining with my own. The gentle peaceful feel of the spirit let me know that my sister had indeed joined me. I think I shall rest and let her explore. She can wake me if I am needed. 

Minka pov: 

Upon joining with my sister I could see all the angry red marks streaking thru her aura. They were angrily trying to penetrate my sisters memories to speak to her. My sister being strong was keeping out any unwanted entries. I could tell she was saving the memories of her son and her beloved and not allowing new entries that could harm what she held dear which was the both of them. So she really is not sick which is why I did not see the Death Aura lingering by. My hand reached out and I grabbed one of the angry red streaks running thru her to see what it would show me. the angry red streak grew and grew and burst creating lots of red start burst all around. My hands burned and I felt my sleeping sister become restless with what was being revealed to us both.

My nephew had indeed been murdered. He being a warlock had magic of his own. He had always been a quick study and learned something new from each member of the coven. What he showed us now was three doors. Meaning three spells. Each of these doors he had created spells to reveal them selves at the time he deemed significant. This first he revealed to us that he had met a woman. Not just any woman. He had met a werewolf. This was forbidden unless you were mated by the Moon Goddess herself. Levand had revealed to us that they were not mated but they believed that the Moon Goddess had provided the shewolf with a 2nd chance mate and that he was that mate. Being that theres little known about second chance mates to us witches this would be something we would have to talk to the coven about and seek their knowledge and wisdom. In Levands passing they could not judge him for it as he has already passed and his judgement met by the Gods. No harsher judgment could be passed on him now.