The Sentinels i would die for her, i would kill for her; either way, what bliss

her stare was not lost, nor the sap that suddenly dripped to drown the insect -- he smiled to himself to know that she could find direction and focus within her at such a tender age. and he listened to the lilt and piping of her little voice, and he knew that he must teach her that she could not hide her intentions for magick. no matter how warded one believed themselves, energy reached into the heart and drew out the shadows lurking there. she had not wished death consciously, but in her spirit's core she had wanted destruction.

such power -- he shook his head. "i am not a witch. i cannot teach you, but i can guide your steps. i shall be with you always." an owl. "i met this beast, once upon a time of times. he spoke to me. he told me of you. and caiaphas, if she is a witch, she does not say it. but she is rife with knowledge. this much i know."