ve no craving for food so I am out to look for Damien, as I worry that he may have actually found a way to go witho

fluidly ducks Damien's punch in time as her foot meets his knees, propelling him down on the other knee before he could help h

vanished. He yet again looks defeated, only more this time, ange

be the only reason why she has such potency and a speed that overcomes that of a Vampire. She is an attractive, young witch, a

cks, which gives her the upper hand." 'Witch trick

er she is here to spy on Coral shore after she murde

ed me before I could make a move!" Damien stares at me as if blaming me for

rne notices," I mumble as I turn around to leave. Trying to t

ppened will be the worst. I slowly close the door behind me as I reach to his bed, se

en when there is nothing aside from the words 'Exorcize the evil, free the w

ometimes I find myself thinking how to actually free the 'world' f

, only then realizing that he is not alone in the roo

ore; he wants to shift it to either Damien or me, but considering that the former is short-temper

Lucerne," I repeat when

ord Kip tomorrow." I perch on Lucerne's bed, my eyes raking through his dreadful figure. "I guess that I am just sa

woods together and returning to the bed. Lucerne watches me as I speak to hi

t on leaving to find a way to protect the Shore. He warned us about that, encouraged us to maintain our morals and continue living our lives the way we did. However

t there planning an invasion." I see Lucerne eyes flutter, suddenly taking the shape of a saucer. He must be shocked, and I feel

et more powerful and come after us? What would be the purpose of hiding then? Just imagine a witch already breakin

e the same experience of the former nights coming back to me; hyp

ind a space to tag comfort. I stare blankly at the ceiling, not reali

g that does not seem like a dream. Though my eyes are closed, and I am anywh

my room and walking through the Copse to the sea after a long, sweaty night. Thus, I could not stop the smile that spread across my lips a

rt as a mighty gust of wind invades me. It carries me without warning and

the feeling of skidding down a cliff besets me. My survival instinct kic

o fast on me when an unseen force drives me deep into the Sea despite the torr

and the fierce winds immediately ceasing its assaults. Yet, I sink deep into the