The Sentinels and never mind how high the cost may grow

he nodded with a gentle smile. "yes. and now we have a circle, open for the craft that is the lot of all witches. fairies made this ring; when the flowers and the grass return, it will hold nothing within it, but will be ringed in a blossom of a pretty shade. usually violets grow 'round fairy rings."

"now then," he went on, shifting himself nearer to her. "we shall work today and ask for the growth and the green and the herds to return. what do you think?" and here he looked to the child, for she would be the one to say the words and call down the magick this night; he would only guide her.