@Prolotario1 - Ariel

The Witches Brew: The Sign Of The Times When a crow is perched on your window seal. Consider your fate. When a black cat is perched on your porch. The wheels of karma are at play. When the wind whispers secrets through the trees. And the moon's glow reveals what the darkness sees. When a raven's caw echoes in the night. Pay heed to the omens, embrace insight. A cauldron of symbols, a potion so deep. A journey through realms where secrets keep. A burning gaze in the eyes as flames whisp in the winds. With nothing in sight to extinguish your sins.