The High Priestess, Amara, felt a sudden surge of energy course through her body as though lightning had struck her. Her eyes snapped shut, and she shivered, her senses on high alert. A chill ran down her spine, and the hair on the back of her neck stood on end. Her mind raced, trying to comprehend the magnitude of what had just happened. It was as if the universe spoke to her, delivering a message from beyond.
The other members of her coven stared at her with awe and anticipation, waiting for her to speak. Amara took a deep breath, her heart pounding in her chest, and barely whispered, “She lives.”
Her words hung in the air, leaving her fellow coven members bewildered and curious. They knew Amara had always been connected to the spiritual world, but this was unlike anything they had eve
