Caroline used to stare at candles, hoping, thinking she could make them burst instantaneously into flame. She has a box of crystals that she would shake, and when the stones settled, she read the future in their positions. She has a journal with symbols and chants. She researched witches and their craft, believing that she belonged.
But she had never been able to prove that link, until today.
Today, she was walking to school alongside a pond. The same pond she walks by every day. Only today, it was half-frozen over. The other half moved slowly, calmly, almost imperceptibly. Then it saw her.
And suddenly it rushed about, swirling in a great frenzy. It had something to tell her, something that she desperately needed to know. Caroline, surprised but not afraid, listened to what it had to say.
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