The Coven's Call
In the heart of the forest, where shadows dwell,
A coven of witches weaves their spell.
Bound by magic, by sisterhood true,
They protect the forest, the land, and you.
Raven, the wise, with her piercing gaze,
Leads the coven through these misty days.
Willow, the healer, with gentle touch,
Mends the broken, calms the such.
Rose,…
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