#Chapter15

The wind picked up under Teya’s feet and soft whispers of Syfa were guiding her way down the maze trail to freedom, back to her lover. It was saddening that Sia was set on pleasing these people that exiled her mother. Something Teya wouldn’t be able to understand or relate too. These witches weren’t her family. No one there knew anything about her.

Once she finally admitted to herself though, she was one of them, it became easier to accept in her heart and it seemed the medallion opened up more to her, showing her incredible things that she could do. The medallion led the way as she ran...