Reborn into Magick


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She was born into this life with a scream from her mother, the first glimpse of her life was being loved unconditionally by a woman who had just laid eyes on this precious gift. Cradled in her arms, she felt no harm should come to her. She was the embodiment of innocence, though her gifts ran through her veins. Like a life force …of blood and tears. She was the daughter of so many women taught not practice in their craft. Misunderstood and painted like a scarlet letter, she hid in fear of what people may presume.She lived her life in the expectations of others, yet she was drawn to the moon and the skies like a moth to flame. She could feel the energy of her surroundings, as she swayed in the night breeze. Yet she put these gifts aside, full well knowing that a piece of her would…

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