His Bane
“But not just any gift. It must be something that embodies the essence of our power and serves as a reminder of the balance between love and fear.”
The witches murmured in agreement, their eyes glinting with a mix of excitement and trepidation. They began to conjure, their hands weaving intricate patterns in the air as they chanted ancient incantations. The forest around them responded, the wind picking up, swirling leaves and shadows around them. From the depths of their magic, they summoned a beautiful, yet eerie, gift: a crystal heart, pulsating with a soft, red glow.
“This heart,” Seraphina explained, holding the shimmering object aloft, “is imbued with our magic. It represents the love
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