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He had been surfing the web on his laptop, considering whether or not to masturbate, but he decided he wanted food more.
The fires of yesterday are ashes today. Destiny dies and renews every second.
“Suppose what I’m saying is that I’m a witch. My mother were too, and her mother before that. It’s not exactly as you’d think – there’s no eye of newt or silly love spells – but it’s as real as the wind and the rain. To be a witch means to sacrifice a part of yourself in exchange for certain favours. There must always be a balance to everything, which is why, in the case of Rose, I were able to ask for a great deal of power. She took three people I cared about from this world. That left a lot of room to rebalance the scales.”
Age is a funny thing. Gets to a point where the past is unbelievably long and the future terrifyingly small.
“The magic inside this locket can be undone only in the place it was forged. You must return it… to… to its birthplace and bury it beneath wood, stone… and flesh. Nature must reclaim it.”
