Scars of Betrayal

The heavy oak door stalled against Sybil’s palm as a weathered voice broke the chamber’s quiet.

"Departing so soon?"

The Grand Witch stood dead center in the room, bathed in the dim flicker of candlelight. She was the absolute pillar of their coven. The oldest, the most revered, and for centuries, the undisputed peak of their magical lineage.

Until another power surfaced. The mere reminder of i