Willow Ridge the magician

Sisters they would become, intertwined by their faith. Even if it was not the same, they both wished for similar things. Restoration, revival. Good for all. Niamh cared not what the price of goodness was, only that it would be brought to the willows as her debt requested.

Then I will always be close to you. This she decided with a soft smile. It would be better for the woman to keep someone near. Niamh doubted not the strength within, for the woman still lived after all, but it would take care and love to make things whole once more. Body and spirit. You need only call.

She wished for many more moments like this one.

adopt my brother!

note: mentions of fortune telling and magic are purely a belief system.