Next I grabbed my dagger and a locket of my hair. Closing my eyes, I imagine that I wasn’t being watched by my people. That the portals were closed and Daphne was with me. The anxiety that I didn’t know was there, started to ebb away. With a swift swipe, the hair came free from my head. Holding my hair in my hands, I started to coax magic into it. My thoughts turned to my gift, my sight. How I was able to transmute spells on the fly. How I wanted to quicken the process. The hair shifted from its normal white, to a lavender hue. Gently, I placed the hair on top of the metal. 