Inside the hall, up to a hundred women were standing around a huge round fire pit.
They wore uniform long white gowns, each holding a glass of candle, and their long hairs were neatly combed to the back.
Miranda motioned for Audrey to walk into the circle. Audrey took a deep breath, then slowly walked into the circle, standing near the fire pit.
The women lifted their candles above their heads and bowed their heads to Audrey in respect.
“Sisters!” Miranda spoke from the circle.
“We are honored to have the very first and most powerful of our kind in our midst today!”
“We are honored, oh great one!” The women chanted in chorus.
“My bloodline has lived generations as the descendants of the first witch, Catherine; and lately, as time went by, everyone believed that the story of Cather
