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“...each of us from the seance stood alone. Like so many pillars of salt, we had tried to look back and failed. And in the eyes of the others who shared the pale, flat sky with us, there was sometimes suspicion, sometimes a little fear.”
― Joan Lowery Nixon, The Séance

“Madame Olga began muttering something under her breath in gypsy to the effect of "Fucking debutantes, they do not understand the sacredness of the moment." But everyone in the room just thought this was part of her gypsy spirit chant.”
― Amy Ephron, A Cup of Tea

“Why do the living assume the dead know better than we do? Like they gained some knowledge by dying, but why wouldn't they just be the same confused people they were before they died?”
― Samantha Hunt, Mr. Splitfoot

“So many men and women I have wronged, reduced to ghosts and shades. They surround me, but I can never let them know I regret what I have cost them, both the living and the dead.”
― Laura Lam, Shadowplay

“The séance had made its impression, not so much on my senses, but on the very imagination of my soul.”
― A.J.West, The Spirit Engineer

“Mom, how are we originem? How are they not all gone?" I asked.
"One lived," Mom said. "You several-times-great-grandmother. There was a nasty feud, but Rowena made her escape from the final, horrendous battle. She vowed to dilute the blood. Live as a normal witch, conceal our origin. We couldn't let ourselves have children with another witch or a warlock or any other being of power for that matter. In theory, we would eventually be safe enough to live our lives without the fear once the magic was diluted."
"But it didn't, did it?" Ryker asked from behind me.
Mom turned Eliza's head to study Ryker. She nodded and looked back down at me. "No, it didn't work. You don't have much power on your own, my heart. If you've been trying spellwork it probably went awry, didn't it?"
I nodded. "How did you do it? I watched your work for hours and it never went wrong."
"Blood, my heart. The only spellwork I did was what I had to mix and add and brew, and as it finished I would add blood. Even a drop will do. That is the way of our power."
"The smell of originem on Dani is as strong as it was before your coven died out," Ryker said.
"A mistake that we each found out too late. Once I became one with The Book of Sisters, it became clear. The power could in theory be diluted, but not the blood. Never our blood.”
― Sabrina Blackburry, Dirty Lying Dragons

“Everything in the known universe is energy.”
― Melissa St. Hilaire, 30 Real Signs from the Afterlife: Recognizing and Understanding Messages from Lost Loved Ones

“Perhaps it was the eerie shriek of the motion detector, but the hairs on the back of her neck were suddenly standing on end. Something in the atmosphere had shifted. The air was a little too tense, too cold, and too still. So very still. A chilling and invisible presence filled the room, and at that moment, there was no doubt in Kate’s mind.
The séance had worked.”
― Jacqueline E. Smith, Between Worlds