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When the spell finished, Soren instinctively pressed a hand against his chest. He couldn’t explain it, but something had changed. For the first time since arriving, he didn’t feel like a stranger standing in someone else’s home. He felt like… well… a witch.

His eyes drifted around the circle. People who had been strangers before. Now they were a coven. The feeling was still there. [color=darkviolet]“…Oh.”[/color] He murmured. A faint white glow flickered around his fingers where they rested against his chest.

For months, Soren had felt like an outsider looking in. Outside the Elders. Outside the community. Outside the future his mother had wanted for him. Now, for the first time since arriving at Corinthia, he felt like he belonged.

His gaze found Juniper. A small smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. [color=darkviolet]“I think…”[/color] he began, then laughed softly at himself. [color=darkviolet]“I think it worked.”[/color]