ITHRA
“The dark forest mountains retain the power to give and restore a witch's power.”
I reread those lines with shock, cleaning my eyes every now and then.
This must be a set up too.
I turned around, checking for the odd herbalist who thought it wise to play tricks on me. However, she was nowhere to be found.
I looked around the hut, turning out back in search for her all to no avail. I was left alone.
With a new found determination, I shut the door behind me and return to the book with fresh eyes.
This time around, one thing stood out to me. Everything written on the page remained on the ancient witch's code safe for the last paragraph.
Which read, “the dark forest mountains retain the power to give and restore a witch's power.”
Goosebumps wash over my body as I recite the line in my head. I could feel my spirit connect to the book. It felt like the line was written just for me.