Underneath the silver light of the full moon, the haggard coven met in secret. Ragged robes, dirty clothing, they prayed in silence for their lost brothers and sisters. To their deities they prayed, for forgiveness, for safety, and for aid in their upcoming struggle. Underneath that pale moonlight, the coven made a pact. Their deities at their sides like sharpened weapons, their magic roiling in their blood, they swore to right the wrongs done against them.

Author: corvidcraft

What's up! I'm a northern Canadian artist/writer. Poli sci student by education, acrylic painter by passion.

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