Rosa A black cat trotted along worn path hidden away from civilization. The path lead the cat into the forest just outside of the town. It weaved its way through the forest and came upon a glen. There sat a cottage, the cat trotted up to the door and then circled twice in front of the cottages door. The door creaked opened, and the cat walked in bumping the door to close one it was safely in. “Cal, I think it is time,” she said to her familiar in its mind. The cat just sat down and watched her. The Black cat looked at the voice and saw a women dressed in black dress. Her brown hair pulled back into a low side ponytail and her black dress swished against the floor. The cat bounced over to her and rubbed himself against her legs. The women smiled fondly at the cat. He had been her companion this whole time, even when her lover left this earth the cat had stayed and helped keep an watchful eye on her souls. She turned from the cat then looked into a bowl noticing that it was empty. Then she walked over to a shelf and grabbed a vile of red sand, tears of a lesser saint, hair of were, and the bone of a slave set free on a Sunday. She took them back over to the bowl and mix the ingredients in. Waving her hands over it the Witch watched as an image appeared. There stood the mansion and as like many times before she watched as the inhabitants. She watched them as the cursed and prowled. She saw their anger and sadness. She watched and waited for the moment when she would give them a chance to be free. Today, she felt would be different. Today she felt that it was time. ‘And now,’ She thought raising her hand over the bowl, ‘I will give them their chance to be free.’ She waved her hand over the water. Long ago when she had first created her curse it called for something of her. She gave her voice. And so long ago had she given up the use of words. But soon, hopefully soon the curse would be broken, the souls in the mansions would be free and then the Witch named Rose could rest. But first she has work to do. She lowered the clocking spell around the mansion and allowed the only a human with the ability to show kindness and forgiveness would be allowed in. 'Now we watch, and carefully at the story unfolds' she thought as she picked up the black cat and continued watching the water.