Heart of darkness

Once there was a girl who lived an ordinary life unaware of the burden of her family legacy. Strange things started to happen, things she didn t understand. She was a witch and within her the powerful magic of her ancestors was hidden, waiting to be unleashed. Such power scared her, but at the same time tampted her. She started to give in, slowly at first but the more she used it the more she craved for it. She wanted to use it for good, to save her friends, even if it meant to go against the natural order. But the temptation was too great, she couldn t stop so the spirits punished her. Denial. Sorrow. Despair. Anger She never wanted to feel that way again, she wanted the power which would enable her that. Soon enough darkness got hold on her and there was no one who could stop her. She knew it was consuming her, but the feeling of power running through her veins Darkness came from loneliness and grief and pain, too much for one lifetime.