The moon reached its peak spreading a silver blanket over everything it touched softly with its light.
I was standing under the giant oak tree, it was the only tree in the entire field standing tall in its glory. If the tree could talk it would tell the tale of the coven it had witnessed over the years.
I cleared my throat before running my eyes to scan the crowd searching for one face which was still missing.
I could not wait any longer, the people started to grow impatient with every passing minute.
“It is time,” grandma said in a low voice from my right.
“Thank you everyone for joining me. We all have gathered here to witness the battle between Althea and Evan for the leadership of our coven,” I announced loudly in a strong voice. I could not let these people see my trembling h
