In English | Grachi

They formed a circle around Grachi. She closed her eyes and raised her hands, not to conjure a spell, but to feel. She didn't recite ancient words from her spellbook. Instead, she spoke from memory.

Grachi opened her eyes. The air was clean. The weight was gone. She looked at her friends—her family.

She remembered the first time Matías had made her laugh so hard she’d floated to the ceiling. She remembered Mia defending her from a bully, no magic needed. She remembered Daniel staying up all night to help her decode a difficult enchantment. grachi in english

"Concentrate, Grachi," she whispered to herself. "Focus."

As each memory surfaced, a soft, golden light began to emanate from her chest. The others felt it too. Mia started smiling. Daniel chuckled at a forgotten inside joke. The wilted sunflower in her room—which Matías had brought—suddenly lifted its head, its petals turning a brilliant gold hundreds of feet away. They formed a circle around Grachi

Mia understood first. "Joy. Friendship."

The next day, she gathered her coven in the abandoned greenhouse behind the school. Daniel, ever the pragmatist, was checking his phone for any signs of magical disturbances. Mia, her former rival turned fierce best friend, was already mixing a protective salt circle. Even Tony and Cussy, the mischievous magical mascots, were uncharacteristically serious, their fur standing on end. Instead, she spoke from memory

Daniel pocketed his phone and nodded. "Laughter."