The Witches Garden

“Turn around, and your expression will tell me the story.”

“Promise you won’t scream….” the voice sounds different.

Turn around she does, and I don’t scream. I’m mesmerised into silence by her beauty. I know I’ll key in my credit card number next, and buy what I can’t afford.

The manner in which witches are made have changed. The manner in which they cast a spell is different.

The victims are not so hapless, but willingly walk into the Witches Garden. There is a lot of guilty pleasure and bragging rights at stake.

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