The Witch Hunter

Arrival

I came in an old stone castle which was the shelter of the witches. My mother’s long-guarded red silk cloak with a hood covered my hair and the rest of my body. Climbing up the stairs, I heard the iritating sound of the old wood, and the dust was slowly rising from them under my dizzyingly high black heels. I opened the door of the room where all the witches sat in a circle.

One of the witches, known as the Leader, stood up and looked at me questioningly, realizing that I was one of them. With my head high I said the sentence which I learned at my eighteen birthday and since then I could not wait to say it out loud. To finally say what I learned about myself and to finally say that I'm one of them.

She showed me the place in the circle next to her, and we sat down.