Autumn

　　Mason, Ethan, and I pressed forward into Darkwood Hollow, the heart of the witches' territory. The forest closed in around us, ancient trees looming ominously as if infused with dark magic.

　　"You both understand witchcraft, right?" I asked, my voice tense with apprehension. "Witches have the power to control us, to curse us, manipulate events to suit their desires," I explained, the weight of uncertainty heavy in my words as we followed Mason's lead along ...