Being a witch in this day and age is difficult but it used to be worse. I had a dream a while back I saw history as it happened. I saw the fires, there were women screaming begging for their lives, infants being burned alive. I watched it all happen and by the end I was in the flames. I woke up in tears. I tried talking to my mother about it she said it was just a dream and that it wasn’t real but I had splinters in my feet that weren’t there the night before. When I talked to other witches about it they all said they had the same dream when they first started with their faith. How can it be just a dream if we’re all having it?

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