My mother told me stories, story of first witch and how she saved us long ago. That if ancestors died we wouldn't exist. Mother told me being witch is extraordinary and beautiful how we been around since very first mankind born walked in this earth.
It's a delightful feeling knowing such a God or creator making the gifted ones live upon the world. We hide though and all stories they say about us worshipping devil sacrifice babies and stuff like that is false. We are highly misunderstood and not seen how we deserve to be.
I never knew I would be one locked eyes on creature told about in bedtime story, I hesitated.. I didn't knew what to do, it felt like I frozen as slowly turned around after I heard a voice replied, " I've found you. " He was very pale and I could feel that rush of his presence. I was frozen in fear by this beautiful frightening creature? Is this the very in of my very life?
So my story begins...