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Ongoing, First published Nov 04, 2017
Mature
Tic-tac. Tic-tac. L'heure tourne et minuit approche les enfants. Bientôt il sera l'heure de le faire revenir des enfers. Bientôt il sera de retour et ils vont souffrir, la mort et la souffrance s'abattront sur Salem. Sachez que les sacrifices de mes sœurs n'auront pas été vains, vous allez payer, jamais plus vous ne serez en paix. Habitants de Salem, le règne des sorcières et de Lucifer peut commencer.

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The year is 1914, the border between magical creatures and the humans is clearly defined. But unknown to many minds, the ministry of magic has another thorn in their flesh, the so-called wild witches. Descendants of old blood lines, believers in ancient rituals, never frightened in the dark woods, because deep within the forest the most terrifying thing was a wild witch with a wicked filled mind. Many wizards believed that they were part of cults, giving the devils their souls and slaughtering animals and muggles for sacrifices. Lucky for them, those transferences weren't all too real. Wild witches weren't burned anymore in Salem, they didn't sacrifice a life just to satisfy the needs of ambiguous gods and devils, they weren't evil. Not unless you awakened their rage... However, when influential men started growing their fear of peaceful witches, the burden of certain consequences would follow. 1914 the Ministry of Magic decided to enforce the rule that all witches and wizards must go to schools and can no longer be taught at home, like wild witches were. The young witch Y/n needs now to face the first school she's ever seen, not knowing that by the end of the school year her life would be changed forever... ~Be the witch you were born to be, wild and free.~ I actually post this rather short story on my tumblr, but decided then to post it here as well.