Day 28: Witch (Margaret Rodriguez, post season 1)
Came up with this idea right before I wrote it! The Muse is really liking me right now – wonder if I can get her to stick around for skyeward month?
Margaret bit her lip, and pushed open the door to the store. A set of bells chimed as she entered, just like so many of the absolutely ordinary little stores she entered every week, and the familiar sound calmed her a little.
A twenty-something blonde woman looked up from behind the counter, and smiled. "Welcome, and blessed be."
Margaret took a deep breath, and walked straight to the counter. "Hi. I'm looking for things I can use for protection on my home. I think they're called wards?"
The shopkeeper's gentle grey eyes quickly scanned her up and down, and Margaret couldn't help but feel that the other woman's gaze had looked a lot deeper than her skin.
"You're wearing a crucifix; this isn't some idle whim, is it?"
Margaret shook her head.
"What do you need protection against?"
"Monsters. Ones that feast on blood and memories."
Freddie protected their home and family the best way he could. So would she.
