burning the breeze

What felt like a normal day for our coven of three felt dark today. With a war going on around our realm, we are the protectors of resistance. Some say we are a cult of demons others say we are monsters from the depths of hell. Others dont understand the point of it. It may seem like potions and magic are a hoax, and you just throw stuff together with the Latin words. But it is so much more than that. It's more powerful and dangerous.

Like in any kitchen mistakes will be made, like in chemistry there's no room for mistakes. With witchcraft, it is much more. We do this to protect ourselves and give to the planet we live on. But with our kind on the decline it has become in more danger. Almost endangered.

Middle of violet ash forest

"Sisters we have been preparing for this for months now. Let us take back what is ours and end this fight once and for all." An alpha came from the shadows and asked, " This is uncharted ground, you need to leave." My sisters laughed and spoke, " We know alpha but she is going into that house to end this." "she's going into that house to take him down. To take them all down."

In the cottage

With an unexpected surprise, it was a portal to darkness, the elder immediately fought back and I felt the fire trickle up my arms, he snapped, " Sister Lena didn't expect you to be here." I laughed " now don't lie. You wouldn't be doing this if you didn't expect me to come." his eyes turned a sclera black. " You have what I need to finish this ritual. Did you come here to give it to me?"

I laughed feeling the fire come into my control, " No I came to end this. You hurt my kind and killed them off one by one." I threw the firey magic at him the black portal ready to swallow him whole, him hanging on by a thread clawing at the sides of the mirror portal. " But you got one thing wrong. Fire doesnt hurt an elemental witch. Nor do witches burn."