Daria's POV

The circle was illuminated beneath my feet.

Bright. Hot. Alive.

I embraced Harriet, but Silas took her out of my arms.

No, I said to myself, trying to maintain myself.

He shook his head. You can not move to the next level holding her in your arms. It'll hurt you both."

As he sent her to some other witch, my heart sank in pain. Harriet whimpered.

Take care of her... please... take care of her, I said.

And you have my word, the witch said.

Then the chanting started.

Then it was gentle, as the wind in the leaves. Then it got louder. Stronger. Heavier.

Soon, Silas joined...