The witch trials, a dark time when the Catholic Churches ruled and anything you did that they saw as wrong made you a sinner, a witch. Punishment was served by being hanged or burnt alive, but what if we never discarded these rules? In Kass' time she was always on trial, her group of misfits had to save each other and were always on the move. Kass took risks the others didn't, using magic unconcealed, speaking to spirits, and falling in love with the girl outside her tribe...
Once upon a time a baby was born. However, she was much feared by her elders, so they locked her away when she was only a babe. Years passed, and her guards became fond of her, as she was a kind soul. The people who locked her away forgot about her. Then she turned sixteen.
Her name was Raven.
She was death.
*This story is unedited, some mistakes*