Natalie P.O.V
Diary Entry: Day 1
Holy hell, they start early. What is up with that? I thought this was a Coven, not a nunnery. Raven swoops in here at 5am, dragging my ass out of bed to start the day with some sort of tantric yoga out on the lawn. I’ve never done yoga in my life, and until now, have never intended to. Seems like its going to be the norm. I did ask if I could just go for a run. The look I got was a stern no.
I mean, it wasn’t ‘not’ enjoyable. I guess I could get used to it… I was meant to concentrate on the elements; but how could I. Being here was too strange. This isn’t my home.
I spent most of the day exploring the grounds and the amenities it has to offer. Sure, the river was beautiful, and the old plantation fields were spectacular, but the place that caught
