The list of things she could use her magic for were endless. Mikaela watched her hands glow as she touched the herbs. She wasn’t even doing anything, but her magic responded to the plants, and the magic in the room. The hairs on her arms stood up as she felt the very vibration in the air. She touched the leaves of the plants and they turned greener and grew right before her eyes. The other witches stood around her in awe. The high priestess stared at her too. She had a wistful smile on her lips, and her hands were clasped together in front of her. Mikaela removed her hand from the plant suddenly feeling shy and unsure of what she was doing.
“I never thought I would live to see this day,” she said staring at her. “Your power is extraordinary. You can make it do anything you want.” She
