CHAPTER SIXTY-FIVE (65)

"Being one the original witches created directly by the goddess, I was biased and exalted by the mother of all supernatural creatures. We cherished and acclaimed her name and she was happy with us. Till decades later, we began adding in numbers as we gave birth and spread in every corner of the earth, creating covens while we were made the council, our word was final. But that bliss was short-lived when children started going missing and we'll find them the next day hanged on the trees, weird marks, and patterns drawn on their bodies, whoever taking them was using them to strengthen their powers, becoming stronger. We were frightened and distrust sculptured in our midst, parents were more watchful of their children but that didn't stop the person from getting what he or she wanted, more children went missing from the every coven as the council, it was expected of us to put a stop to the madness, till my ten years old son went missing as well, I was frustrated and I wanted to find my