I thought that magic was only potions, a couple of spells, books with words that provide you things from another dimension... I thought magic was just a darker and intense way of living, until I found out that magic it's someone.
It’s the way the smile of a single person makes you shake, makes you want to keep looking out that beautiful face, that it doesn’t matter at all if it’s a grey day going on, if you got to see those eyes, the day will, suddenly, turn yellow.
I love witchcraft, the words, wearing the rings, spells, the stones, the good and great things that most of the time are misunderstood but what I love the most is to look at someone like they are magic, to look how the shime and how the go around the world giving others a bit of their sparkle. I've been in the presence of a few humble souls like that, but I wish to find some more in the road.
But for now, it'll be just witchcraft.