my sister witch
I had never seen a more sensual witch
and I have been around covens since I was a babe
so it is not that I have no exposure
the energy of the room heightened upon her arrival
I immediately looked up from my tarot cards
recognizing a kindred force
she was magnificent
the quintessential sexy witch
with ginger hair and amber eyes
I need to speak with you, she told me
her voice was husky and alluring
I knew we had been sisters in another lifetime
I nodded in agreement
eager to finish my reading
so I could see what she wanted.
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