#witchlineage

most WITCHES know from a young age they're SPECIAL. 

we have a deep sense of nature, of the moon, of all our surroundings.

we're not alone. we're not new.

『          Aiko had been transfixed by the reaction that had been performed in class. It didn’t seem possible. But she didn’t say anything during the demonstration. Her hazel eyes just stared closely at all of the woman’s movements, trying to figure out just what was happening. Once the class was dismissed, Aiko approached the instructor. “What- How...How did you do that? What was that chemical reaction? That was just so amazing!” she gushed.   』

“What’s it for?”

Fang moved from her spot and stepped closer to the woman. Her eyes picked up on something about her but she didn't voice it right away as she went to looking at the phone. "Here." She offered her hand and took a good long look through the woman's phone to adjust certain settings to make it easier while also doing a little bit of work with her own touch of magic.  Of course, she made certain they were alone before she spoke up about the little add on.

" W-W-WHAT was that ?" blue hues shined with curiosity. not every day do you see the unexplainable. well in derry you do but nothing of the good sort. & she had definitely done something that fell in that category. something good. something that could not be explained. & liked the child he still was it captivated his interest.