It’s a well known fact that Davina Claire is one of the most powerful witches in New Orleans. And in a way, she has power through the vampires as well. What’s not a well known fact, however, is that the young witch has no control over her magic. It’s reasonable, of course; she hadn’t had any training, whatsoever. But it’s these tiny details that gets her into situations like these.
An example being now.
Davina Claire wakened with a start, her mouth gasping for air as her head leveled. She herself looked up, blue eyes gazing through her dark eyelashes. What had she done this time?
It looks a bit like a whole new world.
And she wonders what quite went wrong with her spell.
It was barely one, maybe her concentration,
but she was focusing on finding a place where she would be free from any witches.
At the least she didn’t see or sense any. That was a start, and now she would have to make move two. Finding someone to help her, or something of that sort. Davina stood, her bare feet wiggling against the ground, that was cold and wet. And making a face, she smoothed out her dress, finally letting a sigh.
”Well,
I know someone is there. You can come out now, maybe even help me, if I ask.”
