BROWN
The Bright witch chewed on her lip and wrung her hands together. Mavic had been helping her ‘become one’ with her inside magic. He explained, many times, if she could burrow deep inside of herself, she could release her family’s power within herself. It sounded easy enough. Get one with thyself and pop that lock except . . . it still hadn’t happened. Every time he cast a spell that would help her become in tune with herself, something went awry. The first couple of times, his magic bounced off her and spread throughout the room. Objects that weren’t supposed to be alive came alive. A couch began singing a One Direction song once. Mavic zapped the couch a.s.a.p., quicker than Brown wanted. She enjoyed the song, but when a lamp started doing the Whip and Nae song, complete with dancin
