Thea:
“Welcome to my humble abode.” The witch grinned as we finally approached a little cottage. We had walked for what felt like hours when, in actual fact, it was probably only about half an hour, but I was so exhausted and drained that everything felt like a chore to me. I smiled at the old woman and watched as she approached the cottages dark wooden front door, and instead of pulling a key out of her bag, she muttered some words under her breath. I watched in amazement as the door creaked open, revealing a dimly lit kitchen. I followed the witch into her home, and the smell of white sage filled my nose, wrapping around my entire body like an invisible force.
The sound of meowing broke me from the trance I had found myself under, and I glanced down to the floor. Three beautiful cats,
