Dimitri Following Greg got me in over my head. I used my custom watch’s invisibility spell so they wouldn’t see me. The magic didn’t make me incorporeal, though, which is what I needed if I wanted to avoid unsuspecting warehouse workers plowing into me. I’d weaved around them as they went about their business. But…
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Pocket Watch Witches Ep. 4
Jim Greg disappointed me with his predictability. He’d followed Daniel’s instructions the whole week. I thought he’d accepted his new lot in life. But he wasn’t there when I showed up at Shaw’s Factory this time. I waited until the last of his coworkers clocked out, growing more frustrated the longer he took. He’d finished…
Pocket Watch Witches Ep. 3
Dimitri After a week of pushing my limits, I filled all twelve spell slots on my last custom watch. I expected to spend my week exhausted after working into the night so much. Somehow I woke up each day feeling energized as if challenging myself with these new enchantments strengthened me. At first, I credited…
Pocket Watch Witches Ep. 2
Jim I waited in the alley between the Caster’s bar and an alterations boutique. One of the WatchCasters in that bar owed my boss money. Daniel sent me when he didn’t want the person roughed. The rest of the guys tended to resort to violence first. It wouldn’t do for them to break one of…
Pocket Watch Witches Ep. 1
Dimitri No one saw me slip the minute hand into my pocket. I spent the last month working my way towards this last piece. Now that I had it, I wanted to go straight home and finish my latest project. Unfortunately, I had three more enchantments to finish at the factory before I could leave…
Government Witch Ep. 52
Boone told me about searching Noah Smith’s apartment. He mentioned the oddity of the empty safe but didn’t imply any suspicions of my involvement. When I asked him what he expected to find in there, his guess was pretty spot on. He missed the specifics of the leather-bound book and the dagger, but I counted…
Government Witch Ep. 51
Lugh and Flynn stayed out of the dead zone this time. They still came into the house with me. Flynn offered to help me move a dead bird of paradise’s pot into place, but the plant floated across the room when I glanced at it. Then they waited in the kitchen. They’d be close enough…