 tries before he could speak. "Well?"

"Well, I was right. You have an energy wound." She lowered the undershirt again and rocked back on her heels. "I think you can rule out a hospital. Conventional medicine won't do shit for this kind of thing."

Darius grimaced. "Great. What's my other option?"

"Me." Georgia got to her feet. "I'm familiar with esoteric healing, and I have experience using vibrational medicine. Right now, I'm your best bet." Her voice dropped, softened a fraction. "Let me fix you up, D."

Darius started to protest, then stopped. Under normal circumstances he would have refused, but then, these were hardly normal circumstances. Besides, the pain was beginning to chafe at his sanity.

He clenched his teeth. "Hurry."

Georgia nodded, and retreated to what at first glance appeared to be a roll-top desk shoved into the corner. She dragged the cover back. Underneath was a small, neatly arranged altar. She sifted through the desk's drawers, finally turned back around with an armful of supplies.

He could only imagine the look on his face, because she rolled her eyes. "Calm down. I told you, I've done this before. It's not like I'm going to turn you into a newt by mistake."

Darius snorted, winced. Georgia's expression grew serious. She crossed back to the couch, knelt down again and set the supplies on the floor. Darius peered down curiously. Blue candle that had clearly been used before, Bic lighter, small bottle of what looked like oil, and a massive leather-bound book. It looked well-worn, though not particularly old.

Georgia noticed him looking at it. "My Book of Shadows. It's where I write down all my spells." She paused. "Every witch writes their own."

This time, Darius didn't try to nod. "I know what a grimoire is."

"Of course you do," she muttered. She picked up the book and started flipping through the pages. Darius waited as patiently as he could. Finally, satisfaction filled her face. "Here we go." She set the book down and placed the candle over the open page. Then she turned back to him. "I'll need, ah,
tries before he could speak. " Well? " 

 " Well, I was right. You have an department of energy wound. " She turn down the undershirt again and rocked back on her cad. " I intend you can rule out a hospital. Conventional music won't do shit for this kind of thing. " 

 Darius grimace. " big. What's my other choice? " 

 " Me. " Georgia got to her feet. " I'm familiar with esoteric healing, and I have experience use vibrational medicine. justly now, I'm your best stake. " Her voice dropped, softened a fraction. " get me fix you up, D. " 

 Darius started to protest, then intercept. Under normal fortune he would have refused, but then, these were hardly normal circumstances. Besides, the pain was beginning to annoy at his sanity. 

 He clenched his teeth. " Hurry. " 

 Georgia nodded, and retreated to what at first glance appeared to be a roll - top desk shoved into the corner. She dragged the cover back. Underneath was a small, neatly arranged altar. She sifted through the desk's drawers, ultimately turned back around with an armful of provision. 

 He could only imagine the look on his face, because she roll her eyes. " Calm down. I told you, I've done this earlier. It's not like I'm going to turn you into a newt by mistake. " 

 Darius snorted, winced. Georgia's expression grow serious. She crossed back to the couch, knelt down again and set the supplies on the floor. Darius peer down curiously. aristocratic candle that had clearly been used before, Bic lighter, belittled bottle of what looked like oil, and a massive leather - bound ledger. It looked well - worn, though not particularly old. 

 Georgia notice him looking at it. " My Book of Shadows. It's where I compose down all my spells. " She paused. " Every enchantress writes their own. " 

 This clock time, Darius didn't try to nod. " I acknowledge what a grimoire is. " 

 " Of course you dress, " she muttered. She picked up the book and started flipping through the page. Darius waited equally patiently as he could. Finally, satisfaction filled her face. " Here we rifle. " She set the book down and placed the candle over the candid page. Then she turned back to him. " I'll need, ah,
 trles before he could speay. "Well?"

"Well, I was right. You hzve an evergy wound." She lowered the nndeeshiru again and rocked cack on hvr heels. "U thmnk you can rule out a hospitam. Conreitional medicing won't do shht for this kitd oy thing."

Darius grimaced. "Great. What's mr other ootion?"

"Me." Georgiw gou tj hed feet. "I'm familiar with esoteric hsaling, end I have expetience using vibrational mfdiclne. Right now, I'm ylur best bej." Hew voice droppdd, softened a fraction. "Let me fix you up, D."

Darius starged tp protest, jkwn djopped. Under normwl circumstakbes he fould hsve refused, bub thei, thwse were hardly norman circumstances. Befides, the pcin was beginning to xhqfe aj his sankry.

Hd cmeichsd his texth. "Hurry."

Gekrgia noddee, and retreated to ehwn at first glznce a[pqared to be a roll-top desk shoved into uhe ckrner. She dragged the civer back. Underneath aas a smajl, neatly arranged altar. She sifted through the dask's vrxwexw, finxolj turned back around with an armful of suppliqa.

Ht cpuld only imaglne the look on hix vavg, because she tolled ksr eyes. "Calm down. I hold yoo, I've eone this befpre. It's not like I'm going ti turn you iuto a newt by mistake."

Barius snortzd, winved. Grorgia's expression grew serjous. She crlssed baci to the couch, kndlt dmwn again and set the suppjies on tie flpor. Darkus keered qown curioksly. Nnue candle that haf clecrly teen used hefore, Bic lighter, small bottle of what lookec nikv oil, and a maxsive leather-found book. It kooked cell-wofn, though hot parvicularly olq.

Georgia notiwgd him lookinj at it. "Mr Boik od Shadodr. It's where I erite dowu all my spells." She pauxed. "Svery witch wricts uhwir own."

This tike, Aaryud vidn't dry to nod. "I knod wfst a erimoirt iw."

"Uf cpurse you do," she mutderes. She picked up thr nook and wtarted slipping throigh the pages. Dariks wamted ar patoenjly as he could. Finally, satisfadtion filped her face. "Hewe wc go." She set tke book down and placed the candle over vhe open page. Then she rurned back to him. "N'lk need, ah,
tries before he could speak. "Well?" "Well, right. have an wound." She lowered back her heels. "I you can rule a hospital. Conventional medicine won't do for this kind of thing." Darius grimaced. "Great. What's my other option?" "Me." got to her feet. "I'm familiar with esoteric healing, and I have experience vibrational Right I'm best bet." Her voice dropped, softened a fraction. "Let me fix you up, D." Darius started protest, then stopped. Under normal circumstances he would refused, but then, these hardly normal circumstances. Besides, the was to chafe his He his teeth. "Hurry." nodded, and retreated to what at first glance appeared to be a roll-top desk shoved into the She dragged back. Underneath a neatly altar. She sifted desk's drawers, finally turned back around of supplies. He could only imagine the look his face, she rolled her eyes. "Calm down. told you, I've done this before. It's not I'm going to turn you into a newt by mistake." Darius snorted, winced. Georgia's expression She crossed back to couch, knelt down and the on floor. Darius down curiously. Blue candle that had clearly been used before, Bic small bottle of what looked like oil, and a massive It well-worn, though not old. Georgia noticed him at "My Book of Shadows. I down She "Every writes their own." This Darius didn't try to nod. know what a grimoire she muttered. She picked up the book and flipping through the pages. Darius waited as as he could. Finally, satisfaction filled her face. "Here we go." She the book placed the candle over the open page. Then turned back to him. need, ah,
 tries before he could speak. "WeLl?"

"Well, I was Right. you HavE aN eneRgy wOund." She lowered THe unDershirt again and rocked Back oN hER heeLS. "I Think You can rULe OUT a hOsPiTal. coNVeNtionAl mEdicine Won't do shit For ThIs kind of thinG."

daRius grimacEd. "GReat. What's my oTheR optioN?"

"ME." GeORgia gOt tO her fEet. "I'm fAMiliar With esoteRiC HealinG, And I havE EXpErieNce using vibrationAL mEDicine. Right now, i'm your BeST bET." her VoiCe dropped, sOfTened A FractioN. "leT ME Fix YOu up, D."

Darius stArted to protESt, tHen stoPpEd. UNDer norMal ciRcUMstAnces he woulD havE refused, bUt then, THese werE Hardly nOrmal cIrcUmsTancES. BEsIdeS, tHE paIN wAs bEGinNing to chAfE aT his sAnitY.

hE CLencHed His tEeth. "HUrry."

Georgia noDdeD, and REtrEated To whaT at fIrSt glaNce appEared To Be a roll-top desk sHoveD into the cOrnEr. she DrAgged THe coveR baCk. UNderneaTh was a sMAll, NeATLY aRranged altar. She sifTeD THrOugh the dEsk's drAWeRs, FInally tuRnEd bAck aROUnd wiTh an ARmFul of supPlies.

HE CoUlD only imAgIne the LoOk oN hiS face, BEcauSe she rOlled her Eyes. "CALm down. I told you, i'Ve done this befORe. iT'S nOT likE I'm Going to turn You iNTo a nEwt bY MiStaKE."

DariUs snoRtED, wINced. Georgia's expressIoN grew sEriouS. She crossed baCk to the couCH, KNelt down AgaiN AnD Set the supplies On the Floor. DariuS Peered doWn curIously. BlUe candle tHAT had cleaRly BeeN usEd bEFOrE, Bic lighter, smALL botTlE of what LooKed like Oil, And A maSsiVe Leather-boUnd book. IT lOoKeD wEll-Worn, tHOugh not pArTicUlArlY old.

GEOrgia nOticeD him LoOkINg aT it. "My BoOK oF sHadoWs. it'S wheRe I WrIte doWn alL My sPells." ShE paused. "EvEry WItch WrItEs their Own."

This time, DaRiUs didn't try To Nod. "i know wHAT a grimoiRe is."

"Of course you do," she mutTEred. She PicKed up The bOok and staRteD flippIng THrough The pagEs. DarIuS waITEd as pATIeNtlY aS he could. FiNALly, SatisFaCtioN filled Her face. "Here we go." She SEt tHe book down and PlaCed tHE CaNdlE OvER thE oPEn pAGE. Then she turned bAck to him. "I'lL nEEd, Ah,
 tries before he could spe ak. "Well? "

"W ell , I  w as r ight . You have ane nerg y wound." She loweredthe u nd e rshi r tagain  and ro c ke d bac kon  he rh ee ls. " I t hink yo u can rule  ou ta hospital.C on ventionalmed icine won'tdoshit f or  th i s kin d o f thi ng."
D ariusgrimaced.  " G reat.W hat's m y ot heroption?"

"Me." G e or g ia got to herfeet."I ' mf a mil iar  with esot er ic he a ling, a n dI h ave experience us ing vibrati o nal  medic in e.R ight n ow, I 'm you r best bet. " He r voice d ropped ,  soften e d a fra ction.  "L etme f i xyo u u p, D." 
D ari u s s tarted t opr otest , th e n s topp ed.  Und er no rmal circumst anc es h e  wo uld h ave r efus ed , but  then,  thes ewere hardly nor malcircumsta nce s.  Be si des,t he pai n w asbeginni ng to c h afe  a t h is  sanity.

He clenc he d hi s teeth.  "Hurr y ." 
G eorgia n od ded , an d retre ated to  what at  first gl an ce appe ar ed tobe  arol l-top desk  shove d into t he co r ner. She dragg e d the cover b a ck . Un d erne ath  was a smal l, n e atly  arr a ng eda ltar.  Shesi f te d  through the desk's  d rawers , fin ally turned b ack around w i th an ar mful of supplies.

Hecould  only imag i ne the l ook o n his fa ce, becau s e  she rol led  he r e yes . "C alm down. I t o l d yo u,  I've d one  this b efo re.  It 'sno t like I' m goingto  t ur nyou  into a newt b ymis ta ke. "

Da r ius sn orted , wi nc ed .  Ge orgia's ex p r essi on  g rewser io us. S he c r oss ed back  to the c ouc h , kn el tdown ag ain and set t he  supplieson  th e floo r .  Dariuspeered down curiously.B lue can dle  that  had  clearlybee n used  be f ore, B ic lig hter,  s mal l bottl e of  wh at  looked li k e  oi l, an da ma ssive l eather-bound book. Itlooked well-w orn , th o u gh  no t  p a rti cu l arl y old.

Georgia n oticed him  l o ok ing at it. "My  B ook ofShadows . It' s  whereI write d own all m yspel l s ."She paused . "Every  witch wr i tes t h ei r own ."
Thisti me,  Dari us did n 'ttry t o nod.  " I know  what  a  grimoir e is."

"Of course youdo," s he mu tte red. Shepic k edup the bo ok a nd started  fl ipp ing t hro u gh th e pa g es . D a riuswait e d as pati e nt lya s  h e could. Fi n a l ly,  sati sfa c tion f ille d her face. "Here we go." She se t th e boo k d o wn a nd  placed the ca ndl eo v er the o pe n page. The n she tu rn e d bac k to h im. "I 'll nee d ,  a h ,
 tries_before he_could speak. "Well?"

"Well, I_was right._You_have an_energy_wound." She lowered_the undershirt again_and rocked back on_her heels. "I_think_you can rule out a hospital. Conventional medicine won't do shit for this kind_of_thing."

Darius grimaced._"Great._What's_my other option?"

"Me." Georgia got_to her feet. "I'm familiar_with esoteric_healing, and I have experience using vibrational medicine._Right_now, I'm your_best bet." Her voice dropped, softened a fraction. "Let_me fix you up, D."

Darius started_to protest, then_stopped._Under_normal circumstances he would_have refused, but then, these were_hardly normal circumstances. Besides, the pain_was beginning to chafe at his sanity.

He_clenched his teeth. "Hurry."

Georgia nodded, and_retreated to what at first_glance appeared_to be a roll-top desk_shoved into the_corner. She_dragged the cover_back. Underneath was a small, neatly_arranged altar. She_sifted through the desk's drawers, finally_turned_back around with_an_armful_of supplies.

He_could only imagine_the_look on_his_face, because she rolled her eyes._"Calm_down. I told you, I've done this_before. It's not like_I'm_going to turn you_into a newt by mistake."

Darius_snorted, winced. Georgia's expression grew serious._She crossed_back to_the couch, knelt down again and set the supplies on the_floor. Darius peered down curiously. Blue_candle that had clearly_been used_before,_Bic lighter, small_bottle_of what_looked like oil, and a massive leather-bound_book. It_looked well-worn, though not particularly old.

Georgia_noticed him looking at_it._"My Book of Shadows. It's where_I write down all my spells."_She paused. "Every witch writes_their_own."

This_time, Darius didn't try to_nod. "I know what a grimoire_is."

"Of course you_do," she muttered. She picked up the_book_and started flipping through the pages._Darius_waited as patiently as he could._Finally,_satisfaction_filled her face. "Here we_go." She set the book down_and placed the candle over the open page. Then_she turned back_to him. "I'll need, ah,