She breaks into my room «Marco died! You hear me?? He died!»

I shock and quickly stand from my couch «What? How? Why?!» I ask quickly, starting to panic. He was okay just two weeks ago.

Her eyes water, and she slowly comes closer «Darling...» She tries to catch my hand, but I step back.

«What? Luna, what? Tell me!» I beg her as her jaws trembles and face gets redder.

«Your magic...» her voice cracks.

«What? What about it?» I ask bluntly.

«It.. It kills over time... not heals» she bury her face into her palms in silent cry.

My body freezes as I look at her. _This can’t be true… no, no no no! _«W-what do you mean?»

«Your magic is like a quick life... pure and happy at first, and lonely and painful at the end...»

I look down as my vision blurs from tears that are about to drop.

_It means I have killed all the people I have ‚rescued‘ for the last weeks… And this is when the spell comes in its true sense._