Years went by, many years. Natalie did not become a doctor how her grandmother always wanted, she did not really follow the journey of the magicians, except may be study the basics of magic. Long time ago someone asked if Natalie would like to learn, professionally, but things changed at that time, Natalie changed too, and she said “no” and left her city. That evening she was watching TV, and on one of the channels, the news channels, she saw a former Nazi soldier. First time, alive and on TV. And it brought all those years back, the thoughts of her grandmother, the old woman with medals. The ritual and the witch who got her soul back. The feeling of the time flying back. Natalie was watching the soldier, old man now, talking on TV and his energy was familiar. In her mind, she was looking at the young man. And then, it was like someone let her see another ritual, another story.
