6. Things to Think About

      Her high pitched squeal was high enough for me to cover my ears And get everyone in class looking in our direction. This was going to be tiresome. So I would met her after classes in the back of the building where a bunch of stone benches surrounded by the schools gardens it really was a beautiful place. Before I went to talk to her  I had to see what she was talking about a power being left behind. When I got to the hall with the cabinet I could feel it the closer I walked to the place of our encounter the stronger it got that same calming feeling I had when he touch my face, even his campfire and sandalwood  sent lingered I could stand here forever. My moment of serenity was shattered when Reign walked up to me.

“You feel that Right, it’s an icky feeling sends chills down to my bones, definitely not something good.”

      What was she talking about there was nothing about it felt bad it was like a little piece of heaven to me. She had to be crazy.

“Come on let’s go you owe me a chat.”

“You also owe me a few answers.“

     We took our time walking in the gardens till we came to the biggest tree on the property it had to be the size of a car I think it’s some kind of oak or something. We sat on one of the many stone benches around the tree.

“It's an old red oak one of the oldest In Massachusetts, can’t you feel the history oozing from it the things it has seen through the century’s."

       In that moment all I could see was all the souls that had been lost by hanging on this tree. It was littered with them suddenly this peaceful garden turned into a place of darkness.” No wonder I seen that silk. This happens often with me tortured or lost souls leave scars when the pass violently. I can see flashes of there death in places like this where there are so many it can be over welling. We needed to go somewhere else.

“Reign can we move somewhere else I’m starting to get a migraine?”

“ Sure we can go to my dorm it’s just around the block.” 

        We walked in silence it wasn’t weird just a pleasant quite. It’s least I have Heard her talk sence I first met her. Her dorm was the same stone brick as the collage. She showed her badge to the security guard sign me in. We went up 3 floor on the elevator to a dark wood hall way her room was on the end. It was bigger than my apartment it had to bedrooms a small living area and a little kitchen but it had high vaulted ceilings with large wood beams. One of the bedrooms was empty so I’m guessing she didn’t have roommate.

“ Okay Solaris start talking what are you?”

“It’s Sol and there’s a few things I want to know about you as well so you go then I go.”

“Okay what are you.?”

“Im a Lycian a pureblood. So what are you.”

“I knew it I knew you was more then just a human I could sense it. I’m a witch are you sure that’s all you are it still feels like there is more.”

“No just the Lycian I’m pureblooded that’s probably what you are sensing. There isn’t many of my kind left I haven’t met another one in a long time. My turn what do you think left the power essence in the hallway?”

“Well I have a few theories one being a powerful witch died in that spot and it left a mark. Two it’s a really pissed off sprit. Three it something from another plain trying to make it’s way over. And Four it’s a door way and actual natural place were things can pass through if they are strong enough. So what do think? Is it true Lycian’s have to drink blood? Oh can you actually communicate with the dead? How old are you I heard a pureblood Lycian are immortal? Can you shift into wolf.”

“Well that’s a little more then one question Reign.”

“I have just never met a Lycian before I have read my whole life about anything and everything supernatural  you are my first werewolf encounter”

“Okay well first off I’m no werewolf I’m Lycian there’s a big difference.  I’m 60 years old I stopped aging when my body fully matured, werewolf’s age like normal humans. I can communicate with the dead but it’s random I can’t control it. I can’t help you talk to your dead relatives believe I have tried. I don’t drink blood I never met anyone who did and yes I can shift into a wolf her name is Aurora  most werewolf’s can’t shift to much over breading there bloodlines have become week.”

“Wow this is so great I can’t believe it, can I see you shift, can I talk to Aurora?”

“I’m going to have to pass it’s kind of a personal thing maybe another time after we get to know each other. So what do you know about the symbols on my bracelet.?”

“Well nothing more than what I told you that it's for protection it’s definitely hiding your energy your power or whatever you want to call it. I did notice that it’s not just one kind of magic there’s a Wiccan, Hindu, voodoo, and a Christian symbol that I know was used by priests that practiced magic the other two I’m not sure about but I know they are old I’m mean really old before the written word before Jesus and the Bible. But that is as far as I got. I’m sure they are all protection wards. what I do know that little bracelet of yours holds it’s own aura of power.”

“Well that’s more then I knew about it so thank you.” 

“Any time it’s what I do I love that kind of thing like that ring of yours I know there’s something special about it to.”

“Well I would love to know whatever you can find out but it’s getting late and I think it’s best i head back before it gets dark.”

     With that a hug and a pleasant good bye I start my way home. What she said gave me a lot to think about, but still didn’t Answer any of my questions about him. If anything it added more to the pile. Why would my parents give me this bracelet with protection wards. They had it before I ever felt the burning what did they know that they never got the chance to tell me. It was so frustrating it was starting to get under my skin I needed an escape.

“Let’s go for a run Sol. It’s been way to long sence we let loose and enjoyed the forest.”