Chapter Twenty Three

Ivy's POV

It was a Wednesday morning and I had woken up extra early and set camp beside the pond at the back of the house so I could be able to watch the sun rise. My mind was racing with a lot of thoughts as usual but I willed it to be silent and went into a meditation pose and took in some deep breaths. Since I started my witch work I had noticed that anytime I had panic attacks or the energy felt too overwhelming, taking slow deep breaths helped me come out of the prison in my head and refocused on what I was doing in the first place.

Bianca had recounted all her experiences tracking the evil witch, Maya and I could not help but think that she was one crazy woman. She told me how Maya was a one man army and how all she does in her Lair is cast spells, dance and sleep. I was not really surprised at her activities because as an advanced witch there was really nothing to do when preparing for a war because the person already had the powers they needed to fight so all they had to do wa