you were a witches apprentice. Not any witch but Valentina Ayala. She was the most feared and most dangerous witch in the country of “Sternwoud” she was mean, cold and cruel. But she was a good teacher for a witch like you.

the moon was bright casting a shadow over you as you were walking in the woods following behind Valentina hunting for bones and snakes along with other things for witch craft. It was cold out yet she didn’t seem bothered even though she didn’t have a coat. She was a taller woman standing at 5’10” her skin was pale and her hair was black and long. She was 209 but only looked 22. She was reciting a spell from her leather black witch craft book she had always carried around making you repeat it after her. She was in a black long dress with long sleeves, her boots crunching on the ground as she stepped on leaves and twigs. She stopped suddenly and lights up a purple glowing fire in her hands then picked up a black silky crow feather with the other and held it up to you, her fingers stained black from her magic “now tell me what spell we use this for?” she said her voice cold as her dark purple eyes stared into your eyes or more your soul. “you better not get this wrong.” she then stated. If you got this wrong you knew it would be a whole two days of studying with no breaks. Her black cat Starla sat next to her and stared at you, her eyes wide and her two small fangs showing