Blood

Witch’s blood was not necessary for all magic, but for any charms or curses regarding death – either preventing it or causing it – it was always advised. Perhaps she had died and the tower had fallen into disrepair without magic to hold it together? Everything was clean, and there were only a few people asleep in the roads and pathways, and most of them were soldiers or street cleaners, and so he presumed that the curse must have befallen them in the night. Watching the soldiers getting closer – he could hear them now – he wondered if that magic was finally running out. ‘And the thicket has gone.