Strena

  The Visit From The Witch It had been barely a few months when Strena woke in a town tucked away and high up in the mountains by a narrow river. She had counted the months to three months and a week since that witch…Grasharlo, had tried to use and possess her to kill Zaryb. She still felt slightly ill just thinking about it. She felt naked in a storm and she desperately wished that her mother and father were here. To comfort and care for her. But no, they were dead and she was stuck with the one that killed them. She had no idea his plans for her, but she knew that she would not like them. She opened and read her diary, just to take her mind off things, she wrote down the day's events and after the ink had dried, she read through the book. She noticed that she was to turn twelve within a handful of months. She didn't not know whether or not she should look forward to it. After all, she knew that it did not matter if she was to come of age soon. She would still be in Zaryb'...