Chapitre 46: Spells

***Tamara***

I perused my mother's journal page by page, mouth agape and thoughts running wild. The more writings and drawings I saw, the more I began to savvy that it was not a journal but a spell book of some sort. I knew most of the spells, starting from binding to healing, even cleansing spells.

The book had this sweet musty smell that seemed to waft and linger in my nose. It's appearance was powerfully and mysteriously alluring. It's as if there was a magnetism I couldn't explain that pulled me into it. Curiosity began to brew deep inside, the need to go through every drawing and writing grew in minutes. I was however after a specific spell, the channeling spell.