The Coven's Call

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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, the potion-maker, with herbs and lore,
Brews elixirs that heal and restore.
Hazel, the seer, with eyes that see,
The future's secrets, she sets free.

Together they stand, a force so strong,
To protect the forest, where they belong.
So heed the coven's call, when darkness falls,
For their magic answers, to all who calls.

With moonbeams shining, and stars so bright,
The coven casts their spell, with all their might.
To banish the darkness, and bring the light,
The coven of witches, protectors of the night.