Imogen
The next day, Astral comes over and we explain everything that happened yesterday. Astral patiently listens before her eyes sparkle brightly as she watches me, and I know she is looking at the aura surrounding me. I know what she will find.
“The darkness is everywhere, yet you’re managing to keep it from touching you?” She says quizzically.
“How do you do it?” I ask, looking at hers, which is like looking into a white cloud.
“I channel it into objects or I mask it. Unfortunately, with magic like ours, it can be unpredictable, but still manageable. Yours is different though, because of what you are. Mine doesn’t get as dark as yours, doesn’t harness as much energy.” She tells me, as Tobias brings Thaddeus in.
Astral brought some crystals with her and laid them on the table i
