November. The Beaver Moon. Oh, what a horrible night to have a curse.
I wasn't quite sure what caused the curse, but I sure knew when it began that night...
It was a lucky find in an antique shop. A large, age-worn book filled with page after page of what could only be described as spells. Gabriel didn't waste any time making his purchase. The old tome would be a great piece to show friends and guests; he didn't for a minute believe it was real.