It was a beautiful evening. And why would it not be? It was the Halloween’s eve after all. The Samhaian feast of the witches, the only one festival that they all celebrated with great fervor and pomp and show.
It had been a very busy day for Laelia. It was her birthday and it was the coming of age at the fall. She was going to be sixteen tonight at the stroke of twelve and she had to choose a new name and identity for herself this night.
Aunty Rossetta was very excited seeing her all sisters after these many years and the worst part amongst all this was even though they were witches they did not stop being women. All they had to gossip was how Rossetta even though was a light witch she had reared a witch with the darkest powers on Earth.
Laelia was too tired after all the work, but when
