“Come on sissy! Make a flower, Pleaseeee.” Maya begged, following me from the bathroom to the bedroom.

“I don’t know Maya. What if daddy finds out? I could get in big trouble.” I said, biting my lip. Silven walked past me with Spenser following close behind him. She followed him everywhere, much like Maya did to me. We were all really close, my sisters and I so much so that we could understand each other without even talking out loud. Daddy called said we had a bond because we were triplets.

“Maya, she still isn’t good with using her hands.” He said, looking back over his shoulder at her. Spenser just kept her head down, quiet as always. Maya turned her big turquoise puppy dog eyes at me.

“Pretty please, Logan. I just want to see one little flower.” She whispered. I sighed.

“Fine, just one. Then we go eat.” I said. Silven and Spenser walked from the room, letting the door shut behind them. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, remembering what daddy had told us. I let everything around me fade into the background and reached into myself, searching for my center. Once I found it, I imagined what I wanted.

“Fleur.” I whispered, my brow knit in concentration. I felt the pencil Maya had given to me grow warm in my hand. Suddenly, I could tell something was wrong. The air around us flashed really hot and Maya’s fear hit me like a train. I heard Maya scream. When I opened my eyes the pencil had fallen from my hand and Maya was on the floor in front of me.

“Sissy!” She cried, her eyes searching the room. I gasped and fell to my knees. Her eyes that had been turquoise just moments ago were now so pale they were almost white. “Sissy, I can’t see. Why can’t I see?” She cried. I sat there in shock. Had I done this? Her fear was replaced by panic, and it was making it hard for me to focus.

“Maya, Maya, calm down. It’s okay. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.” I rambled, her panic, combining with Spenser’s fear, and my own panic was making it hard to stay calm for her. Suddenly the door burst open, mommy and daddy rushing in, wands pulled. They quickly scanned the room, and then settled their eyes on us.

“What happened?” Daddy asked, looking down at me. Mommy was coming down to pull us into her arms.

“I-I…” I gasped, still panicking.

“Did you use magic? Did you steal back your wand?” He asked me. I shook my head, still unable to force words out.

“She didn’t use a wand. She used her hands.” Silven said quietly from the hallway. He and Spenser had their heads in the doorway. Mommy looked up at dad. She had been inspecting Maya this whole time.

“Keighlyn. She’s blind.” She said. ***************************

I gasped, shooting up in my bed. My sisters’ soft breathing filled the dark room, bringing me back to the present. Another nightmare of that night long ago. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath to calm myself. That was the night I had blinded my sister. I threw my sheets off and got out of bed.

I. Blinded. My. Sister.

Little Maya, who worshipped me. She was blind, and it was all my fault. The worst part though, was that no one blamed me. Maya loved me more than ever. I had never been punished for it. After the accident, daddy had spent extra time with me to teach me how to control my powers. I still had trouble sometimes. I was afraid to use them around people.

There was one spell I would use around Maya. After the accident I had poured through daddy’s books, reading everything I could on how to make spells. Spenser told me it was impossible, but she helped me look anyway. Daddy said there were only legends of it, but then again, there had only been legends of a witch being able to use magic without a wand. We found a little material in some books so old they were falling apart. So, I set to work, and in a few weeks I had a new spell, one that would let someone else see from my eyes.

I sat down outside, letting the winter air calm my mind. It was so quiet here. We had a little slice of heaven here in this busy town. Busy, and dangerous. Even though daddy had been working for so long to make it a peaceful world for us, it wasn’t yet. Silven and I wanted to stand in on the meetings and help with missions, but we were forbidden.

I watched the edge of the water. In winter there were no reflections from the lilies in the water, just the dull shine of the moonlight hitting the frosted ice. I heard footsteps behind me but didn’t look up. I knew who it was.

“Nightmares again?” Maya asked quietly. I just nodded. “You can’t keep blaming yourself. I was the one that made you do it.” She said, moving to my side, her pale eyes looking slightly down.

“But I was the one that lost control, Maya.” I snapped, instantly feeling sorry. My frustration wasn’t with Maya, it was with me.

“Come on, let’s get back to bed. We’ll be too tired for school in the morning if we stay up any later.” She turned and walked back in. Watching her, you’d never know she was blind. At home, she would send out her magic to see what was around her. But I knew. I knew that in public, where we couldn’t use our magic for fear of Weres tracking us, she was blind as could be. It was all because of me. I sighed and stood up, following Maya back to our room.