Metaphysical energy Stories

Isabella ventured into the woods until she found a clearing. Standing in the gleaming sun, the red-haired sorceress conjured a cool fog as a mystical globe levitated between her palms. While the mist dampened the skirts of her velvet green gown, it also shielded her hands from the intense temperature of the ball. She laughed to herself, knowing that if anyone should happen upon this scene, they would immediately assume it...