"I know that. But demons have more freedom and power when it comes to growing things. You have grown branches when you have tied the witches attacking you. Do you not?" Bella shook her head. She had not grown them, she had taken them from witches and used it unbridled.
"Earth witches did it." she added as if to assure that it was nothing special but a simple task. Bella sucked in a deep breath and took her place. Her hands sweated on the soil. She closed her eyes and concentrated but nothing happened.
Imagining the heart of the soil and feeling it. The desire to come out of the darkness of soil and live freely. Breath in the fresh air. I would prefer it would be a rose, but you can choose not to take it.
Could she choose not to grow anything? When she tried to stand up, she felt Nadia pressing her down. Perhaps not!
"Demand the earth like you demand air to move." Nadia repeated with more force this time.
