"Isabell?" Ashlynn asked lightly, as she watched her friend become absorbed in her task. It seemed as though her mind was finally catching up with the changes in her body, and she was beginning to reach out to the pulsing power of the world that surrounded them, but there was a fumbling unfamiliarity to it all that reminded Ashlynn of her own first night as a witch.
"Go slowly," Ashlynn cautioned as she stepped close to Isabell, kneeling in the soft, sodden soil to help her with her boots. "You're just like I was, you've never touched sorcery before your first brush with witchcraft. The real world is different from what you experienced in your visions, so go slowly and don't let it overwhelm you," she cautioned.
