oddlymagical desires a miracle
Well, this certainly was a place not saturated with Anti-Magic. Here, she felt almost free, able to breathe without complications. It didn't even take that much effort to spin herself into reality, as if it was made for her. Welcoming for a Witch.
The shops had an archaic air to them, even as they smelled of bubbling potions in sleek, modern bottles. She peered into one of the windows, trying to get a better glimpse into this new world.














