Literature
Blurred Together 7
A stream of natural light penetrated the murky room illuminating the area for the first time in years. The sound of the curtain was the only noise around her causing a small knot to form in her stomach. The empath let out a shallow sigh as she moved on to her books, their leather bounds long forgotten to her. She allowed her fingers to trace their spines, feeling the engraved letters under her skin. Spells, stories, notes, everything that one witch could wish for available to her and yet she couldn’t bring herself to pull one from its perch. Theses pieces of history were no longer hers, left behind by a frightened girl with no sense of