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“It was made for a very specific purpose.” I raised an eyebrow, intrigued despite myself. “What kind of purpose?” I asked, my curiosity growing by the second. Harmona met my gaze, her expression hardening slightly, as if the memory of what she was about to say was too heavy to bear. “During the Salem Witch Trials,” she began, her voice lowering, “when women were tested for magic, they had a way to avoid being caught. They could temporarily transfer their magic to another person—living or dead—and become human. For a time.”

She couldn't do anything now, although her little mind had formed ways to escape from the sorcerer who would use her as a sacrifice, with the collars attached on her, she would die before she could escape. After the incident which brought her with a wounded back to Mike, she felt even frightened to enter the carriage and stood while clenching the hem of her ragged dress. Her mind could only thing that the beautiful carriage in front of her eyes would soon become her last ride in her short life. But when she knew how kind this person seemed, she let her guard a little and obediently trotted to the carriage.

Set said they were diverting from whatever Avo and Lucifer were talking about. "You mean the good witches, not the dark ones," I asked. "There is no such thing as good or evil Omerta, or at least no one is born with it; it's all about choices and decisions." Avo felt very strongly about this, so even though I had questions, I decided to drop them for now. "All witches, including the witches of Salem," Set added. "Are you saying the witch trial at Salem had actual witches?" "Not all of them, but a few. Most of them were just willful women." This time Avo answered, with distaste in his voice.

The night sky over the Witches’ Domain shimmered with a strange hue, a pulsating silver mist flowing through the air like magic itself was alive. The trees here whispered secrets to one another, and the wind carried more than just the scent of the earth—it carried memories, power, and bloodlines long thought extinguished. Salem, a high witch and cousin to the Queen, stepped out of the twilight portal that opened near the Obsidian Stones—a gateway reserved for the ancient bloodlines. Her long midnight-blue cloak trailed behind her, brushing the moss-covered stones as she descended the forested path toward the sacred hall.

and she tapped on the enter button. A full page of information popped up on the screen and Amber gulped before her eyes went to read the first words at the top and she read; “In Salem, more than 200 people were accused of practicing witchcraft-the Devil’s magic-and 20 were executed.” Amber scrolled down a bit further and read the contents, “Suspected witches confessed to eye-raising sins, and named neighbors and family members also in league with the devil." She read another content which says, “...when the specter of witchcraft was raised after several young girls became unaccountably ill.” Her eyes scanned down and she saw another one, a verse, “Exodus 22:18_ Thou shalt not suffer a witch

His only mistake was to fall in love with the wrong person - with me. " Her name was Aurora!" His words caught me out of the guard. " A white which, in her twenties. I never believed in love until I've met her, she thought me how to laugh, how to care, and the most important thing was how to love." He sights unable to finish what he was saying, closes his eyes for a while. Then adds " In between 1692 and 1693, more than two hundred people from Salem were accused of practicing witchcraft—the Devil's magic—and twenty were executed... Well, that what was written on stories, not what really happened. Twenty females were convicted of practicing witchcraft during a trial. As for the rest, they wer

Ava questioned. ​ The witch rolled her eyes, “Look, I didn’t pick where I was raised.” ​ “You’re from the area?” ​ “I’m fairly certain that you’re the only one in Shady Oak who isn’t from the area. As for me, my family helped found this little farmstead sometime after fleeing the Salem Witch Trials.” ​ “You are a very interesting person.” And Ava meant it. If she left this tent having accomplished more than this conversation, it would have been an afternoon well spent.

An event that was certain to dictate the flow of the rest of her life, nonetheless she still appeared to him completely undaunted by the situation. Coming to stand beside him with her usual dignified air, the Witch looked up at the judge’s podium. Her dispassionate gaze falling upon the dark-haired man there. Allen took comparative glances between the two. Both possessing similar genetic likenesses, he regarded their striking amber irises with a dreadful suspicion. That was only to be confirmed by the announcement to follow, “Thus begins the trial of the witch, formerly known as ‘Chiri Crouse’ by the presiding Judge, Elder Xavier Reinhardt Crouse.” Bellowed a cold methodical voice from up ne

Alice pretends to inspect the books' covers as we walk. "You know the Salem Witch trials?" she whispers. I nod. "Of course." "The Silver Hunters were founded by some of their descendants." I frown. "Huh? For what purpose?" We stop walking and she looks around to make sure no one is close. "Because they had something against witches. But then it grew as they discovered there are more than witches out there. Now they're hunting everyone." We're almost to the wall where she showed me the secret book, the one she said we weren't supposed to know about.

“Dark magic? I never have heard about it, '' I said, shocked. “Of course you did not, your mother had never let you know about white magic. How come she will let you know about dark witchcraft? '' he said while rolling his eyes. “Tell me about it Uncle '' I said while crossing my arms. “There two type of witch and wizards the dark and the white one, whites are good they usually help and undo the dark, but the dark are cruel, they are ruthless they perform dark spell causing their soul faded away, these dark witches and wizards are reason for Salem trial, many white witches are killed due to their dark magic, they cause mischief, dark humors and deaths causing human to execute all witches inc