Sumie now dozed half alseep through a haze of magic and death sumie tried to wake from her sleep. She needed to get out of her death like state and find Maddt. Near the end of autumn Lillith had grown up. She was muscler and trim she looked like a super model was slapped right on to her skin she also had supernatural beauty she almost didn't look human. Entering into the winter season witchs and spirits we're well rested but so few of the many we're just starting their everyday ritual. Belle had a hint of misery follow her around like a dead corpse that could find peace.
Sumie still was a live but she couldnt move her body she was in a tracendence state where she was storing her energy from her life before to a higher state of mind of love peace mind body a soul.
Russia was lost in a corn field in the middle of winter she knew she was different from most witchs but what she experienced this year was far differential from what she expected from the years of being a witch.
Ann mourn was a grim reaper waiting for Russia to supply her spirit bottle to complete the cycle of death and rebirth.
Ann mourn was sout with misery. She knew this life would get to her it was running her down. Eating the morsel of her last meal of a soul she waiting like hungry amazon lion waiting for their last scrap of meat they can morsel.
Sumie was struggling to keep her current body into a phase so she let the higher realm take her away since she knew she couldnt fight a higher power. She closed her eyes and she died peacefully but not in a normal way she died of supernatural things forcing her to find a new state of peace.
Russia felt her blood rise and her veins glowed black and ran down the sleeve of her arm. Russia danced in the lit noon of the winter like a hyena she prowled along the corn maze like a crazed soul dying of hunger.
So the cycle begins...