Arrow Lake bile quartet

"there is a spirit who served a witch. lasher. his sins doomed us," and here lestan's eyes filled with sorrow. "his sins robbed our peace. each generation a witch is born." honeyblue eyes, pupils dilated, fixed to hex.
was this such a witch?
"anything that is given to you in a dream," lestan went on with no elaboration; "if you wake and it has been given to you, that is your talisman."
he turned then, listening.