“I love learning about this stuff.” Ryker walked over to the pot, really examining it now.
“I know you’ve seen a lot of what’s around the house, but would you like to see my main altar?” It was probably the one place that Ryker hadn’t seen in the house. Only Jemma and I went into that room.
“Yes,” Ryker said immediately. He was practically bouncing in front of me. “I had something to tell you, but it can wait.”
“Oh, we can—” Ryker walked over and put a finger to my lips.
“Nope, show me.” He was smiling widely at me, and I shook my head and rolled my eyes before grabbing his hand. I led Ryker to a back part of the house I’d not shown him yet. It was a small extra room that I’d converted into my own little apothecary. I opened the door to the room, and the smell of incense I’d lit this morning hit us instantly.
“Holy shit,” Ryker whispered behind me.
I stepped into the room as Ryker followed. He looked around in awe.
“This is like walking into the Witch’s Lair,” Ryker mentioned the apothecary in my game.
“That was kind of the plan when I built this out. Took a while to get it just right, but feels like a sanctuary for me.”
I watched as Ryker made his way around the room and then turned back to me.
“Why didn’t you tell me about this before?” He questioned.
“This place is a little more sacred than the rest of the house, and it never felt like the right time.” I walked over to my altar and picked up the tarot card I’d pulled when lighting my incense.
Page of Wands.
“Sometimes talking about all of this, opening up and showing it to others, can be hard because I don’t always know how they will respond. I wanted you to see all of what I am and never intentionally didn’t show you, but was more so wanting it to be when it felt right and happened naturally.”
“Like me coming over today when you just so happened to be doing this.”
“Yes,” I looked up at him. Ryker had made his way toward me and picked up a crystal from my altar. His energy didn’t feel intrusive. A shiver ran down my body.
He belonged here; the room was accepting of him and was letting me know.
“That’s carnelian.”
Ryker rolled the polished stone in his hand and then placed it back down and picked up another one.
“Selenite?” He looked up, asking me, an eyebrow lifted in question.
“Yeah,” my response is a whisper.
He was holding my crystal in his hand, and I felt no urge to cleanse it. He was adding himself to this room, and I loved it.
Another shiver came over my body.
“I’m in awe.” He placed the crystal down.
I took a deep breath, the smile on my face growing bigger.
“You said you had something to tell me.”
Ryker put his attention back on me.
“We are going to do it tomorrow.”
“Do what?” I looked at him in confusion.
He walked over to a small area of herbs and a surplus of crystals. “I want you to tell me about these.”
