It feels like if I had roots coming into my mouth, crawling to the back of my throat. It doesn't hurt, it doesn't even bother me, nothing really bothered me while looking into those precious eyes. Not the sitting on the edge of my knees, not the strange feeling of being invaded, not the taste of my own blood in the back of my mouth, nothing is painful even.

After a minute, I understand what was in my mouth, is her fingers, maybe…
Breaching inside of my, looking for something, or trying to put something in me. But why should I care, if that unbelievable blue asks me to, I will obey, I will do as I'm told.

"You are free now, look away"

"I don't want to...I mean, what in the…", I would have screamed, but mom was sleeping, so I shouted in a whisper, "what in the hell was that, what did you do to me?"

"I fixed a part of your brain, well not fixed, I modified a part of your brain so you could gain magical perception"

She said that nonchalantly. As if she hadn't promised to never put me under hypnosis...wait, did she, I can't remember. But I have to be mad, and scared…

But, those lights on the walls, thin strings of light traversing the surface of the wall, traveling in pulses. Whatever she did to my brain, it made my boring room into a light festival filled with iridescent dust like blue fireflies, and there was her, not only was an aura of bright red contouring her, there were also lines of energy traversing her form in angles, pulsing in slow intervals, fading.

Not only in my room, I look out thru the window and I am the scenery has changed, the always green from spring to the first week of autumn, now yellow droplets of light hang to the grass leaves.

There was a reason for me to ignore all the red flags, a hope for a moment like this to be real. For life to have a greater meaning, for life to have colors more vivid than vivid colors.

"Is this how life is seen thru your eyes?", there was nostalgy on those words, as if I was longing for this inexplicable brand new feeling, and, in I way, yes, I have wanted for something peculiar, but, it was, I can't explain it, it was different.

She walks towards me, a tissue in her hand, the cotton fibers drying tears I have completely ignore, I was not sad, I was overwhelmed. Her face was look tender as she soothed me, me head resting against her touch, "Don't worry Anna, you will be able to filter energy by their individual strength, I would love to give you tips about it, but quite frankly, as a process it is impossible for words to translate it. It comes from within and, it feels different to everyone"

"I think I can understand that, some things are beyond understanding even for the eternal"

She smiled awkwardly, maybe my words were not sensible enough, "I will leave for the night, try to sleep early, it will help your body assimilate these new sensations"

"That sounds like a good idea, I guess", I suddenly feel heavy, tired, feverish, well, sleeping just started to sound a lot more, uh, what is the word… "What is the word for that sounds good, but good-er"

"Good night Anna"

"Good night, vampyrella"

I think she tucked me in, and might smiled before blinked out of existence, but I can't actually remember, I was just so sleepy.

Breakfast will be different from now on it seems. Eggs and bacon both have their own beams flowing thru them, bacon seems to be less powerful than a hard boiled egg, I guess. It's like having a calorie counter in my brain, but for magic 'thingies'. I wonder if Elisabeta could help me figure this out or if it one of those unexplainable concepts that not even a immortal could put into words.

Cooking was also a brand new experience, the blue gas flame was now the same color of white light as the energy within rocks; seeds, vegetables, leaves, trees and some fabrics have yellow beams; the egg and bacon are both red colored beams; water has a light blue hue; light bulbs have green dots like fireflies.

I also have red beams running thru my body, maybe all animals have red lines, although my patterns are more similar to Elisabeta's than eggs, even if she is not human.

Today is Sunday, usually, I'll get my denim skinnies and a cute shirt and go downtown window shopping with Rapz, but, today I might go for a hike to the hills. I'm guessing the best way to get used to the magic perception would be to see more things at the same time.

I prepared a backpack with two bottles of water, a ham and cheese sandwich, the external emergency battery for my phone, a mini usb cable and a small notebook and pencil just in case.

I changed out of my pajamas into something more resilient and appropriate for the wilderness, blue denim jeans, old snickers, a pink t-shirt or else I would might look like a boy and to finish the outfit, my hair in a simple ponytail.

I was about to leave my room, when I remembered the book I got from the library a few days ago, the Manual of White Magic vol 1, I grabbed it, it might not be a basic necessity, but I have to see if anything on it is worth a try, I mean, the salt part was real and, if I want to be a Seed or rather a good Seed, I need to learn more. And besides, Elisabeta must be sleeping right now, so the best I can do is use this time to save her time so she can have...more time to teach me.

Now I can see that the book also has beams of light traversing its pages, but is not yellow, its pink. Perhaps, the white yellowish old pages are embedded in a sort of external magic that I still have not seen. A protection, a curse?

Will every day from now on be this exciting?
No more routines, no more boring afternoons waiting for something good to watch on the television. Every day a new evil or a new power or a new...something, anything really.

I leaf thru it pages, looking for nothing in particular, well, honestly looking for an easy spell, even if its just to flip pages faster, as long as I can actually make it.

'Breathing exercises to generate energy, improve your health and fight weak respiratory systems.
Step one: Stand still, make sure your spine is properly lined but do not force it, make it as natural as possible.
Step two: To create a better experience its recommended to use an scent to facilitate the tracking and control of air inhaled.
Step three: With the scent oil or incense lit, center yourself by lining your sternum to the lit scent.
Step four: Breath in, hold the air for…'

This spell seems easy to make and I believe a Cinnamon and chocolate scented candle count as the material needed for it, and besides, who wouldn't like a better health.

I got the candle from the bathroom, a box of matches and went back upstairs. I resume reading the steps and follow them as well as I can. The candle is lit and centered with my sternum, I close my eyes and breath in, holding the mouth watery scented air for five seconds then releasing it slowly thru my barely parted lips, the book says to do so and feel the air traversing from the lungs to the lips, to feel it vibrate thru the air channels as it travels in and out.

The next step is a bit confusing, it says '...after doing this for a minute, continue to control your breathing by inhaling air only with your right lung, moving the air then to the other organ and release slowly…'

After trying to do so for a while and failing...obviously, I decided that I would leave the book at home and just take the usual hike backpack.

Before leaving I double check my items, nothing missing, not even the front door key nor the emergency underwear were missing. And as usual, the routine visit to the restroom before going on an adventure. Then as I wash my hands I look at the mirror, my lips and nose are bright pink, it is not blush, this color was...magic. Beams of pink light revolting on my skin creating circular patterns and bouncing. Perhaps I couldn't move air from a single lung to the other but, I was able to concentrate the lights into my lips and my nose. So maybe it will be possible to move this energy to my fingers, or to the air, oh, maybe that how she does it, the ice power, she just breathes out her magic and changes the power in the air forcing them to move slower and forcing the molecules to freeze.

I should try, I will breathe out magic and freeze the mirror on the cabinet.

But, what if it breaks or worse...what if instead of freezing my power sets the house on fire. Maybe going out to a less populated area was really a good idea from the start.

The hike was fruitful, I was able to sketch various animals and plants and a brief explanation on how their pattern was unique to each of them. I have so much new information, but no one to share it to at home. Well no one crazy enough to believe any if the recent event. Even I keep fearing waking up at any moment, just being back at bed, my life back where it was a week ago. Routine.

I fast forwarded thru supper and politely use evasive on mom to avoid our conversation to take longer that I was planning. I so wanted to share all my progress with her, I kept looking at the window and the old clock hanging on the living room wall, waiting for the sun down to come.

When the day came to an end and the sky went deep purple, I heard my door closing slowly, it was her, she finally came.

I go up the stairs skipping steps, but not running, I was pumped up but a bit tired after an afternoon of walking and drawing bunnies and their colorful power beams.

I open the door slowly, tempted to knock first, she is waiting for me the same as last time, sitting on the floor, a red halo in chalk underneath her, some ice flakes on her skin, a nervous smile as she sees me.

But, what about me?

What is my face doing?
Can she see the strange warming up in my chest and cheeks.

I mean-I, I am not blushing, right, this is like uh, what is this cold heat in my chest?