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Witches Of The Underground page 4              
               
Everyone hugged it out as they hadn’t seen each other since the funeral 2 years ago, but had been in touch via reading lists and what not...              
               
Zazzles cleared her throat and said, I was feeling something weird approach my sense of peace as of late, and I’ve been getting no replies to any of my critiques and comments from the writers I follow.            
                
Could it be Covid-19? Absolutely not said Daniel. Ever since the outbreak this castle has been under quarantine as you all know. Oh yeah squeaked Zazzles, duh...                
               
Harry smiled a cheeky grin and pulled out a bottle of Cabernet Sauvignon from his handy dandy satchel; and filled the limitless Golden Chalice that Ava brought and belongs to the Coven.              
               
Harry took a deep swallow, then passed it to Zazzles, who wasted no time and took a bit of a guzzle ___! She then passed the chalice to Johnny, who took a small sip and was quick to mention that snow was starting to fall.      
Everyone looked up____and sure enough, the snow was really  starting to come down. Everyone agreed to head back inside, besides everyone’s bare feet were cold!          
               
As they started their walk back to the castle, a black bird swooped down and landed on Johnny’s left shoulder, whispered in his ear              
jerked for a few moments then died .              
               
To be continued ...