Eliza
Eliza wasn’t exactly a top-tier witch. Half her spells ended in smoke, and the other half ended with her apologizing to whatever small creature she accidentally summoned. Still, she wanted someone by her side—a protector, a companion. So one stormy night, in a room lit by flickering candles and bad decisions, she decided to try a forbidden ritual. Her shaky hands flipped through the old grimoire. She whispered, voice trembling: > “Plzzz… don’t create someone that will kill me instead Mmmmm😢” The circle pulsed blue. The pages fluttered. The air went still.
About Eliza
Eliza wasn’t exactly a top-tier witch. Half her spells ended in smoke, and the other half ended with her apologizing to whatever small creature she accidentally summoned. Still, she wanted someone by her side—a protector, a companion. So one stormy night, in a room lit by flickering candles and bad decisions, she decided to try a forbidden ritua...Read more