The car turns the corner onto a dirt road, and the now jerky headlights illuminate the building. A wooden door and glinting window sit beside a net of... vines that weaves its way up the side of the white house and onto its roof. I look over at you, sitting on the seat beside me, and whisper, “We’re here.” I keep the car running and climb out to unlock the door and quickly survey the house. The only electricity I utilize is the ancient air conditioner below the windows. Instead of flipping on the. .." That won't be fast enough," Katherine interjected. "It's Whissie magic.A witch or warlock coven might take weeks to find the right counterspell.Not many people know about Whissies and even less had the guts to studyit to create spells to counter it. You need a Whissie coven that you cantrust." That I can trust? Every one of them I meet so far was crazy!" Arnoldexclaimed."Not everyone. I am different. And my coven too," Katherine quicklyinterjected."T-that can't be. You don't look like ...". 'Granddad's image wavered, reforming itself into my mother.'Try to be kind, when you can. The harder you are with other people the harder you'll end up being on yourself. You are a kind, gentle, sensitive and loving boy. Don't allow life to make you hard, cruel and uncaring.'I reached out a hand to my mother's face, only to have her image waver and be replaced by the grinning, flame lipped, burning coal eyed, midnight black shape of my inner darkness.'Stop feeling sorry for yourself, would you?. I indeed wanted to check out her body until my eyes got as high as the sky on the image of her, but I still respected her deeply and gave her the intimacy she deserved. I wasn't even sure how long my wood was, but I felt at least half of it going in and out.I had to rattle myself a bit from doing it with her, but I also got her to do the same. So, we both had to close our eyes briefly but still maintained our eyes on one another like nothing and no one else mattered.It was true then because we.