My hand involuntarily rubbed the bridge of my nose as I contemplated my next course of action. It has been a week since my talk with Luna and according to Daphne during our nightly talks, she was still having episodes during the day. The scant few moments I was able to do some research, have not been promising to help her. Most were ravings of those who have gone mad by the power, a fate Luna would not succumb to because of her heritage. Which meant I had to work on my own knowledge to create a potion.