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Chapter 2 The Vessel

Word Count: 1183    |    Released on: 02/09/2021

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It was just like any other day in the shop,

Sebrina Enys ran excitedly through the door, a huge g

I have just heard Mel!” She sh

of junk you drive around in?” I ask her sarcastic

ces that you want to be on more than one occasion.” She stand

I have been the sorry loser pushing you down th

miss mini, but she is vintage. She’s an ol

wheezing down the road from the other side of town.” I laugh at her mock-hurt face. She lif

er sensible face and jumping up onto the counter, taking a sample

ite, what’s

ugh some of the old bats voted against it,” she rolled her eyes dramatically, “most of them voted to allo

with a bored

at Mel?” She as

.” I

t that Samhain is going to be so much

ally wanted to get involved in the cere

n like, what? 8 days. You have 8 days left and you will be a full on,

that I am going to be the next spiritual medium. I mean, how would you feel if you had b

Spend more time with them. Us ‘normal’ witches only get to wish for that kind of ability. I mean, there isn’t much I

But the idea of being used as a vessel. Of being able to see those that had passed on, it just didn’t sit

the dead is at its thinnest. The night that they are free to roam amongst us. For some, it’s a lifeline to hold on

tart to feel their presence around you. Not that I have ever felt anything remotely like a ghostly appearance. Until eventually on the 31st October at 11

ility to see and speak to the dead. To even be able to become a vessel for the dead to pass into and communicate with others at any point in the wiccan calendar. Basically, the

y ever since had been pretty difficult. Aunt Tibby had done her best to make each year as special as she could. But it was just never the same

one person in my life that I loved above everyone els

about Samhain in general. In fact, the quic

so emotionally affected by her death. Why I didn’t want to celebrate. How could they understand, it was

ould go to the temple and light a candle every All Hallows in rem

e to even think of it. I wasn’t ready to forget. I wasn’t ready to l

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