‘We walk to the noose with our heads held high, for we do not walk alone.’ That is the strength of a witch. It is only when she forgets her sisters and her calling that our work is corrupted. You are young on your path and heavy with grief. You only need to find a coven who will nurture the witch you are, not demand you conform to their standards. Do you understand? The time is coming, Harper Hollingsworth. I swear it.”
