Dark Witch (Amber Lee Series Book 2) by Martinez Katerina

Author:Martinez, Katerina [Martinez, Katerina]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Supernal Publishing
Published: 2017-05-10T22:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

I was beginning to learn that Frank had lived through some pretty dark times, and that his spooky visage wasn’t only an aesthetic choice but a mirror into his occult predilections; and maybe even his soul. Raven’s Glen had kept me wrapped in a cocoon my entire life, but Frank had dragged me out of that cocoon and shown me things I never would have known. And I was grateful.

All told, nothing ever happened in Raven’s Glen. Well, besides the odd murder. The town was quiet and sleepy. Everybody knew everybody else and—almost as a bi-product of that familiarity—folks tended to behave, meaning that the sort of people who lived in town were good, clean, honest people. But Frank was like a walking reminder that the world was much bigger than the misty woods surrounding our little town, and that maybe I was missing out on the kinds of lessons other Witches just wouldn’t learn by their propensity to stay away from big cities and live in small rural towns.

Even though the way he told it, there were just as many—if not more—Witches in big cities as there were in little towns.

None of us made much conversation in the short time it took to narrow our search down and locate a little historical information about Raven’s Glen that may hint at the location of some ruined buildings. Damien’s deftness with a search engine, however, allowed us to pinpoint an area of the woods about three miles due east which seemed like a candidate for the hooded man’s destination. In the 1960’s, an archaeologist’s discovery of a few peculiar items led to a small-scale excavation project that revealed a series of old structures buried underground.

The buildings went as far back as the 1700’s, though no one was able to figure out exactly why they had been abandoned or why they were found almost a foot under the earth. Though the officials who studied the site later went on to decide that the collapse of a silver mine located directly beneath the area was responsible for the event, it didn’t account for the fact that the buildings were found perfectly upright and in relatively great condition.

Some folks who were interviewed about it said there was never any silver mine out there, but rather an extensive labyrinth of sacred caves belonging to the Native Americans, and that the old mine town had been swallowed by vengeful old spirits. Others said it had been buried in an avalanche… an avalanche in California.

Whatever had gone on, it seemed to us that the old village of Missington was a clear lead, so we didn’t waste any time in making tracks for it. As we drove, familiar suburbs gave way to trees, the warm orange glow of civilization faded into the night mist, and soon the street-lights disappeared too until we were the only car on the quiet road out of town.

The journey wasn’t a long one, but the silence gave me time to despite the fact that, these days, I didn’t at all enjoy being alone with my thoughts.

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