Twice in my life Iâve wished for a magic wand. The first was eight years into my marriage, when our heart-wrenchingly tender obstetrician told us there was nothing left to try. I never shared my husbandâs fascination with magic and conjuring tricks, but at that moment, hearing that news, I […]
I happened upon the book at a kiosk in my town’s annual witchcraft festival. The seller, a young, red-haired woman, told me it was known as the Book of Memories. If you wrote down a recollection on one of its many blank pages and closed the book shut, it would
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(A short film based on The Attic in the Basement, winner of Best Director in the BC Student Film Festival) âQuiet down, back there!â I yelled whilst driving down an all too familiar road. My best friend and his girlfriend wouldnât stop laughing loudly with each other, much like young
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My grandfather on my dadâs side passed away from cancer back in 2018 at the age of 75. Unlike my momâs parents and my dadâs mom, my two brothers, my sister and I knew very little about âGrandpa Henryâ. All that we knew about him was that he was born
This is a story about an old Welsh witch. It was All Hallowsâ Day, 1 November 1974, when the people of my village awoke to find that my house had burnt down. My parentsâ charred bodies were found and identified, but the investigators were unable to find and identify my
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