Mini Story “The Cauldron of Desire”

In the dim light of her cabin, the witch stirred the cauldron where an impossible passion simmered. The air smelled of cinnamon and ancient fire. Her cat, with white eyes gleaming like dead moons, watched from the shadows. No one dared to come near — while he guarded the door, she cooked the soul of forbidden love...🕸🕸🕸

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Mini Story “The Vulture’s Omen”

Inside an old candle-lit room, a vulture sat on a chair, motionless and alert. In front of him, tarot cards fell to the floor, spinning with the breath of an unseen wind. Within the crystal ball, lightning and thunder flashed through fragments of fate. The vulture didn’t blink… he knew that night, the future smelled like a storm...

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