“This is how we sustain our power, our magic, generation after generation, passing our thoughts, our knowledge and our legacy on to the next generation.” Carne stood still looking at the small box on the table, he couldn’t comprehend in his mind how it could hold his mother.
The Bonding Books
The Bonding is the first in a series of books about everyday people mingled with magic and love.
Get entangled in the complicated world of Lillian Tempest, a young, ordinary girl who just happens to be a witch, and not a very good one at that.
Her destiny,her life is all laid out and there's nothing she can do to change it...
Get entangled in the complicated world of Lillian Tempest, a young, ordinary girl who just happens to be a witch, and not a very good one at that.
Her destiny,her life is all laid out and there's nothing she can do to change it...
Tuesday, 28 August 2012
The transference ceremony
Bonded. The transference ceremony
“This is how we sustain our power, our magic, generation after generation, passing our thoughts, our knowledge and our legacy on to the next generation.” Carne stood still looking at the small box on the table, he couldn’t comprehend in his mind how it could hold his mother.
“This is how we sustain our power, our magic, generation after generation, passing our thoughts, our knowledge and our legacy on to the next generation.” Carne stood still looking at the small box on the table, he couldn’t comprehend in his mind how it could hold his mother.
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Bonded-
'While further back, wooden pews filled the area near the back of the hall; his mother would have said they were for those unimportant people, commoners as she called them, the weak watered down type of witch and warlocks.' Carne quote
'While further back, wooden pews filled the area near the back of the hall; his mother would have said they were for those unimportant people, commoners as she called them, the weak watered down type of witch and warlocks.' Carne quote
“Couldn’t we sit up there?” Lily nodded to the velvet
covered, gilt chairs carefully placed in rows around the stage.
“There for the top nobs.” Helen said opening her bag
and looking inside and pulling out her glass case. “You and me and the likes,
we have to make do.” She said wiggling her bum on the hard seat like it would
get softer if she kneaded it in.
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