She gazed down at the book in her lap, her fingers tracing the intricate stitching on the cover. She had never seen such a book before, nor felt the immense power that lingered within its pages. Its tan leather cover hummed beneath her touch as her fingers curled over the edge, ready to lift the cover.  

It's him. He's actually here...Willow's breath was caught in her throat upon seeing the man from her visions in the flesh. His dark maroon suit complimented his tan skin, his brown hair short and slightly tussled from the cold breeze. He had a clean cut goatee to match his chiseled jawline. His golden and red gaze looked a bit lack luster however, which surprised Willow. From what she remembered from her vision, his eyes melted her body into a puddle of her own pheromones. Even now as he stood nearby, surveying her small garden, she c

Where am I? Willow glanced around her new surroundings, utterly confused on how she arrived there. She had appeared outside under the blanket of night. Stars sprinkled high above her, the moon in a beautiful crescent. She peered down at her feet where she saw what she believed was smoke or mist swirling around her ankles. The space she was in went on for mile

There's a shift in the strings of fate. Darkness had steadily grown stronger over time, but so did its opposite. Even now the gears are turning as they always have, but for how long until someone came along and stalled them? As the sun peered over the horizon, the fiery sky overtaking her nightly domain, it was time. Her young Witch had shown the time was nearing for the climax of the story, her visit stated. A troubled young girl, still struggling to find her place in her society even with all the pain and hardship she had endured up to this point. She hoped that soon enough she'll realize her importance in the story, just as much as her leader has. The sea of blue soon drowned the fiery flames of the morning light out, revealing the beautiful landscape of a seaside temple. Columns collapsed and shattered, the stone ceiling broken and torn apart.The waves crashed against the tall cliffs, splashing and reaching to the sky and yet unable to touch it. She descended onto the stone floo

There was something in the air. A shift in the elements. Even now as Janice walked the dimly lit path in one of their ancient groves, their was a heaviness to the air. The soil beneath her feet was dark and cold, even with her shoes on. The trees bent over her and another sister, arcing a tunnel of dead branches as a canopy. Even with a lit lantern to help guide their way, the path ahead of them was still covered in shadows while the path behind them was swallowed up. "You think you would get used to it, but you never do every