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"How do you two have a daughter? That's this old?" He pointed at Maille. Moira walked in, carrying a glass cup. Killian turned to her.
"And who is this lovely lady?" Forgetting all about Maille. Moira looked up from her water, she dropped the cup, and I winced as it shattered.
"Uncle Killian!" She ran to him and jumped at him. Over her shoulder, Killian looked at me, wide mouthed. I suppressed laughing at him. His face was actually very comical.
Finally jumping back to earth, Killian pushed Moira back slightly, and looked confused. *Morgan?* The voice shot through my mind. I smiled at my half-brother.
"Killian, meet your nieces, Moira and Maille." Hunter said. Then he turned his attention to the broken glass. The water was creeping towards us. The glass had shattered into tiny pieces. I noticed Maille looking at it as well. She wasn't just, looking at it, she was concentrating on it. The water started to re-trace it's tiny stream, and inch closer to the biggest part of broken glass. The water, after a full minute, was suspended and held captive by an invisible cup. Maille had all of us watching her now, but she didn't notice. We all had wide eyes. All of us expect Moira, who was watching in little excitement. The glass pieces started flying through the air, zooming to the water. They slowly started hooking together, and becoming one again. When the cup was fully back together, I stared at it. It flew to my open, outstretched hand. I searched, for even a hint, that it was once shattered.
"Stop showing off Maille." Moira said, bored.
"Got that from you, mom." Maille smiled shyly. I looked at her in shock. I couldn't do that. Could I? Setting the cup on the end table, I backed up and sat on a couch. My kids were even more powerful than me. What did that mean?
"Maybe we should goto Practical Magick, see if they have any books on the Dragon Spirit." Maille suggested. Her cheeks were pink from embarrassment.
"The what?" Killian asked, coming out of his zombie stated. "Why did mini Niall call me?"
"Mini Niall. I can't believe you call me that here too," Maille smiled broadly. "I called you because we are going to need all the blood witches possible to fight the Dragon Spirit."
"Will someone PLEASE tell me what's going on around here?" my normally carefree half-brother sighed. He ran his hand through his shoulder length hair.
"Tell you in the car,"I told him, pushing my socked feet into my shoes. Everyone else followed, and we were soon on our way to Red Kill.
"How do you two have a daughter? That's this old?" He pointed at Maille. Moira walked in, carrying a glass cup. Killian turned to her.
"And who is this lovely lady?" Forgetting all about Maille. Moira looked up from her water, she dropped the cup, and I winced as it shattered.
"Uncle Killian!" She ran to him and jumped at him. Over her shoulder, Killian looked at me, wide mouthed. I suppressed laughing at him. His face was actually very comical.
Finally jumping back to earth, Killian pushed Moira back slightly, and looked confused. *Morgan?* The voice shot through my mind. I smiled at my half-brother.
"Killian, meet your nieces, Moira and Maille." Hunter said. Then he turned his attention to the broken glass. The water was creeping towards us. The glass had shattered into tiny pieces. I noticed Maille looking at it as well. She wasn't just, looking at it, she was concentrating on it. The water started to re-trace it's tiny stream, and inch closer to the biggest part of broken glass. The water, after a full minute, was suspended and held captive by an invisible cup. Maille had all of us watching her now, but she didn't notice. We all had wide eyes. All of us expect Moira, who was watching in little excitement. The glass pieces started flying through the air, zooming to the water. They slowly started hooking together, and becoming one again. When the cup was fully back together, I stared at it. It flew to my open, outstretched hand. I searched, for even a hint, that it was once shattered.
"Stop showing off Maille." Moira said, bored.
"Got that from you, mom." Maille smiled shyly. I looked at her in shock. I couldn't do that. Could I? Setting the cup on the end table, I backed up and sat on a couch. My kids were even more powerful than me. What did that mean?
"Maybe we should goto Practical Magick, see if they have any books on the Dragon Spirit." Maille suggested. Her cheeks were pink from embarrassment.
"The what?" Killian asked, coming out of his zombie stated. "Why did mini Niall call me?"
"Mini Niall. I can't believe you call me that here too," Maille smiled broadly. "I called you because we are going to need all the blood witches possible to fight the Dragon Spirit."
"Will someone PLEASE tell me what's going on around here?" my normally carefree half-brother sighed. He ran his hand through his shoulder length hair.
"Tell you in the car,"I told him, pushing my socked feet into my shoes. Everyone else followed, and we were soon on our way to Red Kill.