Today’s excerpt comes from Witching Hour.
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“That’s some ritual,” Angel said.
“Have you ever had absinthe?” I asked.
She shook her head, her earrings clattering as she did so.
“Absinthe on its own tastes…medicinal. But this dilutes it and adds just enough sweetness. Stygian absinthe is a lot stronger, and it’s also magical, so this is going to pack a punch.” I lifted one of the glasses, raising it. “To good friends. To strong women. To magic.”
Ember and Angel raised their glasses.
“First shot, we knock back. Second, we savor. Third, we sip.” With that, I tossed back the shot of absinthe, the pungent taste almost making me cross my eyes. Then, the magic within the drink took hold and the flavor mellowed as it rolled down my throat. I caught the faintest hint of honey and peppermint.
Ember let out a long breath. “Wow…that’s…fire in the belly.”
Angel set her glass down, looking a little blurry eyed. “Strong—strong!”
I laughed. “Feel the magic? The priests infuse it with the magic of dreams and visions.” The swirling energy from the drink began to hit my head. I didn’t get drunk easily, but Stygian Absinthe wasn’t just any drink, and it was woven with powerful magic.
Nodding, Ember poured three more shots. “I feel the strength in it, too.” She gave me a coy grin as the music switched to Donovan, with Sunshine Superman.
Angel set the spoons on the glasses, then added the sugar cubes. I trickled the ice water over the sugar again, and we waited as it melted into the drinks.
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