The one of flame and light and ashes seemed to withhold, seemed to pause in her wrath. To remember. She had not seen or spoken to her mother since she had left her body to forge the Lock. Since Rhiannon Crochan had helped Mala cast her very essence into it, the mass of its power contained within the small witch mirror disguised as a blue stone, to be unleashed only once. They had never told Elena why. Never said it was anything more than a weapon that her father would one day desperately need to wield. The cost: her mother’s mortal body, the life she had wanted for herself with Brannon and
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