6 months have passed now since the tragedy.
"Oh my god, look at this." Nadine said. She started to tear up.
"Jeanne's old paintings..."
"They're beautiful." Epiphany said.
They were cleaning the room, mainly making space of Jeanne's things.
There were paintings of the green house, and the tree outside. A rainy day and a beautiful sunset.
As she continued looking through them, they sort of changed in tone. The color that was being used was no longer vibrant but now cast over with a dark gloomy shade.
"They're different now."
Then she stopped at one, it was a portrait of a man with dark clothes on. And a cross on his necklace, and then it clicked in her head. Witch hunter!
"Oh my gosh, look at this one!"
But as she looked closer and closer noticing the details images came racing back. It was Michael her killer.
She looked at the rest of the images, and there it was. The witch hunter coming down into the greenhouse. Augustus burning. And Nadine with her violin and the chandelier.
"Why didn't she say anything?!" Nadine cried.
"She didn't know what she was painting. Her brush strokes were neutral but these painting are filled with power." Epiphany said.
"How do you know?"
"I can tap into the essence of the energy and mindset of these paintings. I can tell you with certainty that Jeanne was clueless to the true meaning."
"And there's more." Fantasia said, walking in.
They looked back at her.
"There's a lot more." She said with a smirk...
YOU ARE READING
Coven: Witch Hunters
HorrorSomewhere on this earth there lies a coven of 3 families. The Belgane's, the Valen's and the Crochet's. They live in harmony practicing witchcraft but there is a force that wishes to destroy them. Witch hunters are after them. Can they survive?
