Whispers from the past: The journey of a witch

“The Memories” There I was, sprinting through the forest, desperately trying to catch my breath as I relentlessly pushed myself forward. Gripped tightly in my hand was a leather pouch, its surface slick with fresh blood. The weight of it seemed to pull at my very soul as I fled the scene of what I … Continue reading Whispers from the past: The journey of a witch