Mum walked me back to the ricketty rainbow-painted caravan. She opened the door and muttered, "Brace yourself". She pushed open the door and I stepped into a huge white, clean hall. In the middle was a huge brunnen with a woman with three heads stood on oben, nach oben of a fat body of a man. She held infront of her a torch that was really lit. Water gushed from the eyes and mouths and from the dead giants wounds. And from her arm hung a whole huge sheet of water. In the pool around herr stood several figures. Cal, Markus and Chenobly. My mother. And then there were five figures whose heads were covered in a black sack. "Holy Cow", I yelled.
Holy Cow
Holy Cow
Holy Cow

The echo called. Mum slapped the back of my head lightly. "Never, ever pray to Hera", she shouted, "That devil-woman stahl, stola my animal-crackers when I was 6". "A Goddess stahl, stola your cookies", I asked sarcastically. "Yes she did", she pouted, "All I did was pull her hair". I gave my mother a look and sighed. "You don't believe me", she accused. "Oh I believe you. I just don't believe the rest of my life", I sighed. My mum sighed, "She is such a poopy-head".
"Why are those statues covered", I asked deciding to avoid my mums crazy past. "She looked at me and said, "I'm not insane Du know. I have been tested and they agreed I would just be monitered for a while. I mean I am only partially phsychotic".
"Anyway, they're covered cause Du have not met them yet", she said. "And its bigger on the inside". "Yes but it dosen't time-travel and to fly it needs Pferde oder if I can find them is several winged-snaked like the ones I caught which attacked me. Take that vampire lady", she laughed.
"Oooo-kay", I chuckled.
She snapped her fingers and a jar landed in her hands. It was full of miniature angel-winged snakes. "Minimising spell. It's amazingsly useful".
"Come'on", she sagte grabbing my arm and pulling me into a room full of around a hundred double size bett bunks with three balconies all with beds on. "This could fit an army", I said. "Oh I am not doing that again", she said. "Again", I asked suspiciously. "Yeah. Did Du know that prison isn't nearly as fun as it sounds".
"Prison".
"I wasn't very guilty".
"Very".
"They got the motive wrong".
"Motive".
"Do Du really wanna know".
"Not really".
"How is it so big".
"Magic".
"It seems a bit strange".
"It made a fake house around it and Du think this is weird".
I sighed. We had reached a room with a huge cauldron and hundreds of pots, pans, herbs and feathers.
"I can't beleive your really magic".
"Who do Du think that all the famous sorcerers. Medea, Circe, Micheal Jackson's surgeon".
"Micheal Jacksons Surgeon", I questioned.
"No normal man can make someone go from black to white".
"How old are you", I asked.
"About Thirty".
"But-".
"Hecate dosen't want me to tell people but she is Mehr powerful than anyone knows. this caravan can't Time Travel but she can send people back in time. She knows I'm smart enough not to change my own life. I use magic to make sure nothing effects me".
She plopped a jar of floating eye-balls on a small tabelle and they all turned to look at me.
Thats when she sat me down and we began going through the book.
At one point I asked how to kill a Mormos and she explained. She told me how Hecate had left my first one alive and place the Ruby Neclace around my neck.
"She can only be gegeben that as a gift not Von force so if she is going to kill Du offer her this. It is her magic".

And so for the Weiter 2 months I spent all my time training, practicing my potions and spoke Von choice to only Beckendorf. I liked him because he hardly ever spoke back. And I couldn't help but notice the looks Clarisse kept giving me. It looked like either Liebe oder anger.