There are the witches of the Quarter...and then there's the unwanted magical bloodline. The family so secret, even its youngest members are unaware. Like me.
"Your kind are not smiled upon here, little witch."
Being dead sucks. Being dead with amnesia can suck out your soul.
Death is my gift... my curse... my power to connect our world with the otherworld.
I killed a man, turned him to dust, with nothing more than a hand touch.