Interview with the Witch
by Lee Jackson
In the darkness of night, someone stands, waiting for the moon to rise, waiting to feel and absorb its power. Dressed in nothing but a dark hooded robe, the silent figure feels no fear standing alone in the shadows, just a surge of energy as the moon's rays break over the eastern horizon.
She, like many others, is descended from an ancient magical race. Read their stories and see if you are one.