These aren't the stories your mother told you.

No, these are the other stories.

Birth of the Wiccan Written by Daniel Wilcox

Narrated by Alexander Elroy

Every bone clicked in the old woman's body

As she rose from her armchair to answer the door

Ignace, a small leopard gecko

Scuttled across her shoulder and disappeared into her top pocket.

Good evening, Magdala.

Crone Magnum.

A wicked grin pealed from beneath the hook of Magdalas nose.

How long has it been?

Too long.

Crone Magnum led Magdala inside, and the two waited in stony silence.

There was little small talk to be had between witches who valued themselves above everything else.

Were it not for the obligation of their anniversary, they may not ever have seen each other again.

Another knock.

I'll get it, Magdalas said.

Though by the time she stood up, Cron Magnum had disappeared in a puff of purple smoke and reappeared at the door.

Cron Magnum clicked her neck and cackled.

Still got it.

She opened the door to see a beautiful young woman and ushered her inside.

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