First steps

Circe's cottage was a testament to her wisdom and years of practice. The interior was filled with an assortment of herbs hanging from the ceiling, shelves lined with old tomes, crystals, and various magical artifacts. A large wooden table in the center of the room was cluttered with vials, candles, and scrolls. The air was thick with the scent of sage and lavender, creating a calming atmosphere.

Circe motioned for Zyra to sit at the table. She took a seat opposite Zyra, her eyes twinkling with a mixture of excitement and seriousness. "Before we begin, Zyra, there are a few things you need to understand about witchcraft," she started.

Zyra leaned forward, eager to absorb every word.

"First, witchcraft is not just about spells and potions. It's about understanding the natural world and your connection to it. The power you wield comes from the elements, the earth, the sky, and the energies that flow through all living things," Circe explained. "Respect and harmony with nature are fu