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"Rune flash cards!" I said, and Cal nodded.
"Basically, yes," he said. "Using runes is a quick way to get in touch with a deep, old source of power. Tonight I just want to show them to you and have you concentrate on each one. Each symbol has many meanings. They're all there for you, if you open yourself up to them."
We all watched, fascinated, as he held up the white cards one by one, reading the runes' names and telling us what they traditionally stood for.
"There are different names for each symbol. The names depend on whether you're working within a Norse tradition, or German, or Gaelic," Cal explained. "Later on, we'll talk about which runes are associated with which clans."
"This is so beautiful," said Sharon. "I love that people have used these for thousands of years."
Ethan turned to her, nodding his agreement. I watched as their eyes met and held.
Who would have known that Sharon Goodfine would find Wicca beautiful? Or that Ethan would dare to like her? Witchcraft was revealing us not only to ourselves but to each other.
"Let's make a circle," said Cal.
CHAPTER 13
Starlight
March 17, 1982
St. Paddy's Day in New York City. Below, the city is celebrating a holiday they imported from my home, but I ca
Everything I knew and loved is gone. My village is burned to the ground. My ma and da are dead, though it's still hard for me to believe it. My little cat Dagda. My friends. Belwicket has been wiped out, our cauldrons broken, out brooms burned, out herbs turned to smoke above our heads.
How did this happen? Why didn't I fall victim as so many others did? Why did Angus and I alone survive?
I hate New York, hate everything about it. The noise blunts my ears. I can't smell any living thing. I can't smell the sea or hear it in the background like a lullaby. There are people everywhere, packed in tight, like sardines. The city is filthy; the people are rude and common. I ache foe my home.
There is no magick in this place.
And yet if there is no magick, surly there is no true evil, either?
— M.R.
We purified our circle with salt and then invoked earth, air, water, and fire with a bowl of salt, a stick of incense, a bowl of water, and a candle. Cal showed us the rune symbols for these elements, and we worked to memorize them.
"Let's try to raise some energy and focus it," said Cal. "We'll try to focus it in ourselves, and we'll limit its effects to a good night's sleep and general well-being. And does anyone have any particular problem they'd like help with?" He met my eyes, and I could tell we were both thinking of my parents. But Cal left it up to me to ask for help in front of everyone, and I said nothing.
"Like, help my stepsister quit being such a pain?" Sharon asked. I hadn't known she had a stepsister. I was between Je
Cal laughed. "You can't ask to change others. But you could ask to make it easier for you to get along with her."
"My asthma's been acting up since it got colder," Je
"Okay, Je
None of us said anything.
Cal lowered his head and closed his eyes, and we did the same. The room was filled with our deep, even breathing, and little by little, as the minutes passed. I felt our breathing tune in to each other, becoming aligned so that we inhaled and exhaled together.
Then Cal's voice, rich and slightly rough, said:
"Blessed be the animals, the plants, and alt living things.
Blessed be the earth, the sky, the clouds, the rain.
Blessed be all people,
those within Wicca and those without.
Blessed be the Goddess and the God,
and all the spirits who help us.
Blessed be. We raise our hearts,
our voices, our spirits to the Goddess and the God."
As we began to move deasil, the words rose and fell in a pattern so that it became a song. We half skipped, half danced in our circle, and the chant became a joyous cry that filled the room, filled all the air around us. I was laughing, breathless, feeling happy and weightless and safe in this circle. Ethan was smiling but intent his face flushed and his corkscrew curls bouncing around his head. Sharon's silky black hair was flying, and she looked pretty and carefree. Je
I felt the energy rise. It coiled around us, building and thickening and swirling in our circle. The living-room floor was warm and smooth beneath my socked feet, and I felt like if I let go of Je
At the same instant everyone else let go and threw their arms overhead, and the circle stopped where it was while the swirling energy continued to coil around us, stronger and stronger. I reached for the stars, feeling the energy pressing against my backbone.
"Take the energy into you!" Cal called, and automatically I pressed my clasped fist against my chest. I breathed in warmth and white light and felt my worries melt away. I swayed on my feet and once again tried to touch the stars. Reaching overhead, I felt myself brush a tiny, prickly firelight that was hot and sharp against my fingers. It felt like a star, and I brought down my hand.
With the light in my hand I gazed at the others, wondering if they could see it. Then Cal was at my side because I always cha
"Whoa," Ethan whispered, his eyes on me.
"What is that?" asked Sharon.
"Morgan!" Je
Reaching out, I pressed the light against her chest. She gasped with a small "Ah!" and I traced a line from one side to the other beneath her collarbones. Closing my eyes, I flattened my hand on her breastbone and felt the starlight dissolve into her. She gasped again and staggered on her feet and Cal put out his hand but didn't touch me. Under my fingers I felt Je
Je
My eyes opened, and I smiled.
"I can breathe," Je