Witchcraft *On-hold* (Dreamcatcher)

"Prologue"

"There is a tale, that exists here in this town. Now listen close young one's, or else you might get cursed. It is said that seven girls, who never age, because of a curse, are under us. They disappear for years after they were here, since it would be suspicious if they were to be seen not aging.

They stay away from us the best they could, but once they appear, you will feel it through a shiver down your spine. Though they never did something bad to us, they will always be afraid, since they went through a lot. They had it rough, really rough.

It is said that, they were living during a time where witches were hunted or anything else that is considered a Supernatural creature. They were burned, people were happy, but sometimes they just didn't look thoroughly. They looked for signs that weren't real signs.

In this town it was the worst, these girls, they lived here and were rumored to be witches. So people chased them, but what they didn't know is that they chased them away. They came back, after a hundred years, and after 80 years they disappeared again.

This is the circle, they are going in. Remember that you might meet them in your life. If you do, treat them nicely, maybe they will stay. Maybe you are the one's that help them. We won't know right?" The elder man finished, the young children in front of him looked at him with worried glances.

"But, gramps, aren't they evil?" The young boy asked, his grandfather shook his head.

"Actually, they come here, because there is evil lurking. People say that, witchcraft is black magic. Though it is not always black magic or bad in any form. Keep that in mind." The children nodded their head vigorously, soaking in everything their grandpa said.

"What is he telling you now? Horror stories again?" A young women walked in, looking at the elder.

"Sweetheart, I wouldn't tell anything else than the truth. You know that!" He said to the young women, with the black short hair.

"Yeah, sure Pa you would!" She said smiling, her father looked at her fondly.

"It is the story that is passed on throughout this family, SoonHee." Sighing SoonHee went over to the children.

"JaeJin, YeoJin, come on, I am here to get you home!" She said smiling at them both. They stood up quickly, running over to their grandpa and hugging them. Smiling at the two fondly he hugged back.

Once they let go, his daughter walks over kissing her father's cheek and smiled at her father. Saying a little goodbye, the children waved and they went outside. Smiling after the children until they were out.

Standing up he walks over to his bookshelf pulling out a book. Opening it he saw the pictures he was always looking at. This was the last year. He smiled knowing that is was almost time again. He turned around and went on his way to do the things he has to do daily.

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"Mom!" JaeJin called as their mother tucked them in that night, while his mother was attending to his sister.

"What is it my dear?" His mother asked smiling as she looked at her son.

"Does gramps really tell tales that aren't true?" He asked making his mother sigh. She kissed his sister on the forehead and mumbled a goodnight to her before going over to her son.

"I don't know my dear, I really don't know. There are many things he told me, even the story he told you two, but I never felt what he explained." His mother explained lookin at the young boy.