The Witch's Curse

Deep below the lashing waves of the tranquil ocean, beyond the beautiful bounty of the ocean’s creatures, was a women more feared and dreaded than death itself; her name Morgana.

Morgana’s cold, bewitched heart was like the darkness of a stormy night. Her evil ways brought creatures to think she was the devil’s wife, some even swore that they saw her with one.

Her home was a dark, eerie cave where walls crumble with age and hundred of tortured souls echoed and shadows devoured even in the brightest light.