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But everything changed when the night began to make itself felt... As soon as the moon rose in the sky, carefree girl's life has ceased to seem so carefree. The creation of potion, which could lead to unpredictable results, rituals, reading and writing magic books. She was young, but possessed secret knowledge and strength, which is needed to develop and she never swerved from this path...

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The day she gentle, sweet, impressionable and naive. She lives as ordinary people: doing house chores, collects medicinal plants, enjoy the beauty of nature, walking in the woods barefoot on the green grass, breathing the fresh cool air, exposing the face of the warm sun, watching the forest dwellers.

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Who is she? Just a young girl who lives in the forest, gathering herbs, preparing potions and tinctures, practices of divination, charms, and other witchcraft. You can call her a witch if you want. 

She's very wise, despite his age. She knows many secrets of this world. And she is very beautiful. It does not matter what her hair color.  She blonde, brunette or maybe redhead, but her beauty she could capture any...

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And wind rustling in the trees, and swaying grass, and colourful flowers, decorating flowerbeds on either side of the porch, and the porch, and a wide brick chimney where Santa Claus can easily be slipped into Christmas night, and carved wooden shutters on the windows, and pretty lace curtains... and flying past the owl, silently waved a wing directly over your head and running towards the hut cat with a bundle in his teeth, and the hut, all it talks about living there girl... 

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Somewhere, in the unknown, all the forgotten Kingdom if from city on the path go straight into the forest, to wade through the thicket of impenetrable trees, up steep slopes, across mountain stream, cross the misty plain, you can discover the mysterious, magical land. Magic there is happening at every step. It's a completely different world separate from our own. It is inhabited by different unknown for men of substance, but do not fear them, let's get to know them closely... Among tall trees, under Golden stained glass roof is conveniently located a small hut. But neither about her nor about her occupant was not known to any living soul outside of the magic forest...

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Most witches do not believe in any gods. Of course, they know that the gods exist. Moreover, from time to time they even have to deal with them. But to believe... No, in gods, witches don't believe. Too well they know these gods. It is still that believe , for example, in the postman.  

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“Of course I have a moral code. A person cannot be without the moral code. My is that I am against the burning of witches. I hear that somewhere burned a witch, just not himself become.” — Scott Francis Fitzgerald. Tender is the night.

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  Do you think the witch, so definitely on the broom? And               with such a nose? No. Real witches are beautiful.

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"The one that causes evil to others; the one that cherishes evil intentions; the one that looks askance; the one that playfully looks askance; the one that leaves the house at night; the one that yawns in the day; the one that goes with a sad look; the one that laughs without measure; windy; devout; fearful; strong and brave; the one that often goes to confession; the one that is justified; the one that pokes at people with your finger; the one that knows about remote events; the one that known the mysteries of science and art; the one that says in many languages".

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Witch — the word “to know”. That the inquisitors have perverted the word and its hidden meaning until the complete lewdness. And we just know the hidden things. Not because of divine revelations, but simply — we have such a power. And it is given to us to protect people and their benefit.

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Have you noticed that in fairy tales witches wear silly black hats, dark clothes and fly on broomsticks? But our story is not a fairy tale! We will tell about witches real!

Roald Dahl. Witches.

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Magic is a bridge, the bridge that leads from the visible world to the invisible world. To learn lessons from both…

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Magic … What a mysterious in this word. What does it represent? No matter how hard you try, you will not be able to give a precise concept … It all depends on the human perception of the world. Magic is everywhere, if you know where to look. You can see, if you want. The world itself is magic. Beautiful sky, mysterious sea, mighty mountains, fairy forests, is all this not magic? But seriously, the magic - it is something mystical, happening on the spiritual, intuitive level, caused by strong emotions and desires, and to believe or not to believe in it-it’s up to you.