Originem Quotes

“Mom, how are we originem? How are they not all gone?" I asked.
"One lived," Mom said. "You several-times-great-grandmother. There was a nasty feud, but Rowena made her escape from the final, horrendous battle. She vowed to dilute the blood. Live as a normal witch, conceal our origin. We couldn't let ourselves have children with another witch or a warlock or any other being of power for that matter. In theory, we would eventually be safe enough to live our lives without the fear once the magic was diluted."
"But it didn't, did it?" Ryker asked from behind me.
Mom turned Eliza's head to study Ryker. She nodded and looked back down at me. "No, it didn't work. You don't have much power on your own, my heart. If you've been trying spellwork it probably went awry, didn't it?"
I nodded. "How did you do it? I watched your work for hours and it never went wrong."
"Blood, my heart. The only spellwork I did was what I had to mix and add and brew, and as it finished I would add blood. Even a drop will do. That is the way of our power."
"The smell of originem on Dani is as strong as it was before your coven died out," Ryker said.
"A mistake that we each found out too late. Once I became one with The Book of Sisters, it became clear. The power could in theory be diluted, but not the blood. Never our blood.”
― Sabrina Blackburry, Dirty Lying Dragons