life of a georgia Artist

Melanie’s discovers Her Family’s History Melanie got a clear picture of the evil she was not up against after talking to her mother on the phone. She was an ocean away, but she conveyed a stern message about taking this threat very seriously. She was told by her mother how she and her grandmother almost both lost their lives while each trying to fight the enchantress. Melanie was just coming into her full power. She was still learning spells. She was a beginning witch and no match for Gerd The next day Melanie decided to go into town and find a new hair brush. Evil was always around her, but today she needed to look groomed. She needed to feel in control again. She needed a hair brush. She put on her long green cloak, tied back her bright fire red hair, and she went out back and whistled for her white horse. He galloped right up to her and nuzzled her wild red curls, which were already falling back down. She mounted him and they headed into town slowly. When she got

The Dark Realm Boiling black cast iron cauldrons were bubbling all over the floor. The fires from them burning were the only light visible. It lit this cavern in an evil way. The walls had a green ooze pouring out of its crevices. The dark floor was filled with old apothecary bottles holding, human eyes, noses,fingers, and ears. The creatures at the cauldrons had heads that were so grotesque that at first sight, you wondered if it was even possible to be a head. The horns curled around their grotesque misshapen heads. Each horn had open cracks with white ooze coming out of them. The horns had warts and blisters bubbling on them. They also had markings on them for rank. The more marks the horns contained, the higher the rank of the creature. Their heads were closer to an egg shape than round. Their bodies had the fluidity of water. They wore burlap strips as their clothing. They had no visible shape to them. They mumbled in some language and had no noticeable teeth when