Lightning flashed across the night sky, followed by the loud rumble of thunder as rain began to fall. It started slow, then quickly turned into a heavy downpour. In the forest of Grimvale, the wind made the tree leaves sway fiercely. At the far edge, where the witch's house nestled deep within the woods, lights flickered in the small windows as rain beat earnestly against the roof and streamed down the windowsill.
Inside it, the dark witch known as Galyana was humming a sweet melody to herself as she admired her now beautiful face in the oval mirror on her vanity table, where various bottles of potions were laid out with four long candles on the candle holders illuminating her reflection in the mirror.
