Selene the witch

In the outskirts of the enchanted forest, a young and beautiful witch named Selene was in desperate flight. Her steps were hurried, mirroring the cadence of her pounding heart, as if trying to outrun an unseen threat. The moon cast an ethereal glow on her figure, revealing a sense of urgency etched across her delicate features. A sense of urgency drove her forward, each step echoing the desperate rhythm of her heart.

Her once elegant robe now clung to her form, stained with dirt and marked by the unforgiving chase. The night air was heavy with the scent of danger, and Selene's chest heaved as she ran. Wounded and breathless, she attempted to cast a protective spell, but the incantation faltered on her lips, disrupted by the adrenaline coursing through her veins.