Chapter 1: Chapter 1

A beautiful young woman sat under a tree, stitching up a blue cotton shift. The breeze was light, and the only sound besides theA breeze that brought the scent of honeysuckle and cloying lilacs, and the whisper of a soft, sweet songbird. Her eyes were tired, but her cheeks were flushed, and her hair, long and golden, brushed against the bark of the tree she sat under. She stitched with needle and thread, humming to herself as she worked.Her name was Diana, and she was a witch. She had been practicing her magic for many years, and had become quite good at it. I wish I could do more, but I'm so weak,' she murmured to herself, tears falling through her eyes every now and again. 'Why must I be so weak?'

Diana didn't know why she was so weak.