Wraiths can be very dangerous even if they were good sorcerers and sorceresses. Once they are brought back to life by their messed up potions and magics, they become corrupted and evil. If a Wraith is powerful enough, they can possess humans. Wraiths will make their home anywhere that's dark and sinister.

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The man stood on the step as the girl slammed the door in his face with a scream. He could hear her foot steps quickly running away. He knew this would be her reaction though he needed to be there. Carefully reaching into his pocket he pulled out a small box. "I don't mean you any harm Juniper!" Her called out as he placed the box on the doorstep. " I am leaving!" He called out as he stood up. Turning away from the tiny house he slowly walked away.

He headed towards the beach so he could still see if Juniper would open the door once again. There was also the bonus of the calming sound of the waves lapping at the edge of the beach. He needed to think. Needed to know what happened exactly. There was no more darkness inside him. Too many years the darkness lived inside him. Too many people he had been forced to take. Then she came. Now everything was different. He closed his eyes and breathed in the air. A small smile formed on his lips as he let the breath out. A soft click made the man turn around. Sure enough the small box on the door step of Juniper's house was gone. How he had know that was where the girl lived was beyond him. But then again maybe it was the fact that her house was the only house glowing.

Walking further down the beach away from Juniper's home the man found himself standing infront of his own home. The house seemed dark and dreary now. Why he didn't see it before he wasn't sure. Things weren't the same for him anymore. There was something missing.

Years of searching for the key only to find it at the shores of his home land. All the magic in the world didn't prepare him for this. He had seen many of his people become a shadow of themselves. Consumed by the dark magic they became wraith. One over took him living along side his own soul pushing him into taking a feeding. And now. Now there was nothing just him.

Closing his eyes the man chanted a simple cleaning spell. Changing his dark dank home into something more beautiful. The house didn't change in anyway. The siding that was cracked and missing now sparkled with new paint. The dirt and dust that hung in the air now gone. His home smelled clean now. Looked clean.

Smiling the man went to his books. He needed to see why the girl needed the sea shells.