Katya POV
Wisdom soared above me, his wings gracefully slicing through the crisp air, guiding me towards the outskirts of the witches' territory. The warm sunlight beat against my skin, igniting a tingling sensation as my heart pounded fiercely in my chest. Every fiber of my being affirmed that this was the right choice, a pivotal moment where I seized control of my life.
As I sprinted, my feet pounding against the earth, the scent of fresh grass filled my nostrils, mingling with the sweet fragrance of blooming flowers. The tattoo on my wrist pulsed, the ink seemingly coming alive, confirming the righteousness of my decision.
After a while, a faint rustling sound reached my ears, followed by the sound of my name being called out in urgency. "Katya, wait!" Maeve's voice pierced through t
