A witches Purpose

A witches Purpose

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Prologue There was chaos everywhere. The screams of the villagers pierced Lila's ears. Cries for their families and homes as the town was raided by the church. The only thing that kept her sane was the memory of her grandmother's words ringing in hear head. The town was started by a coven of travelling witches as they sought for a safe place to continue their lives. However, the humans became scared of the unknown and started killing witches. When news of the downfall of Salem made it to the village the elders knew that the death of the village was inevitable so they chose to hide their successor. Everyone in the village knew that Lila was special. She showed her magic way too early compared to other children and her skills surpassed those of even some adults in the village. So the elders decided to hide her till the day the world needed her the most. And so as her parents said goodbye to their only hope they just prayed that she would be okay. Saying goodbye "sweetheart I need you to listen closely to what I'm about to say. You are the last Keeper alive. You need to live. With or without us. There will be people who cross your path and some will be good and some will be bad. Baby please don't ever forget who you are. You are strong and good. Don't ever forget that. We love you baby the entire village love you." she noticed the pain in the eyes of those surrounding her. She said the one thing that proved they made the right choice. With the most innocent voice she said," don't worry you will always be in my heart and one day I will see you again. I'm sorry I can't do anything" and with a shaky voice she said to them as tears flowed down her face. "You might not be my real family but you make me wish you were. I will always remember you." . . . . . . It is said that Lila is still in the crypts. Hidden by the magic of her people. Waiting for the one who will call her from her slumber when the moon is blood and the world needs their hero
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In a world where the future isn't written but echoed, 17-year-old Lila hears the whispers of events yet to happen - but they're not hers. The echo she's been hearing for months is someone else's life, someone's fate, and that someone is in danger. As she tries to uncover the identity of the person behind the mysterious echoes, Lila finds herself caught in a web of secrets, shadowy figures, and a powerful organization that will do anything to keep their plans hidden. Can she stop what's coming before it's too late, or will the echoes become her own fate? First Chapter (Excerpt): I've always heard things. It started when I was younger - whispers of something I couldn't see, couldn't understand. At first, it was just faint sounds, like voices drifting from another world. But by the time I was sixteen, those whispers turned into something more - echoes. Clear, distinct, and impossible to ignore. It's strange. Most people think the future is something that hasn't happened yet. But for me, it's not that simple. I hear the future. The thing is, the future I hear isn't mine. I've been hearing her - a girl I don't know, yet know everything about. Her life, her fears, her pain. I can't explain how, but I hear her voice every night, calling out for help. I don't know her name. I don't know her face. All I know is that something horrible is coming for her. And if I can't stop it... then her fate might echo into mine. Tonight, I hear her again. The echo sharpens, clearer than ever before. "Help me, Lila. It's happening. They're coming." The echo fades. And just like that, I'm left with a choice - follow the voice, or ignore it and risk the consequences. I don't know why it's me she's calling to, but I can't just do nothing. I owe it to her. And to myself.

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