"Darkness... will prevail once more."
What does that mean?
"What did you just say?" Luke, who stood beside me, glanced at me. He noticed how I was staring at the door and decided to follow my eyes, curious about what had me so focused. But when he did follow my gaze, all he could see was a normal wooden door. "Is there something there?"
If Luke couldn't see the inscription, it was clear to me that this was a message meant for those with magical abilities—for witches. Instead of answering him, I took his hand in mine, allowing him to see the magic around us.
Luke's eyes narrowed as he watched the words appear one by one, and a frown immediately appeared on his face when he finally saw the whole inscription. He was perplexed as to why someone had scribbled such nonsense on the entrance of a holy church—though not very holy with this one. He called bullshit on that.
"Someone was definitely drunk when they wrote this," he mocked.