<div style="text-align: justify;">That coven was one of the last ones still standing. They had been there for generations, always bringing in the descendants of the previous witches. Not all of them manifested and developed their skills, of course. Most of the time, even in large families, just one of the daughters manifested a magical connection with the Earth Mother.<br/><br/>But not on that family. That family seemed to be a blessed one. The matriarch was the coven's Mother - the high priestess. And her two daughters had inherited her special abilities, each in their own way.<br/><br/>What seemed at first to be a blessing, though, ended up revealing itself more of a curse, as the girls, noticing only one of them could succeed their mother, became rivals. It wasn't a declared rivalry, of course. They sat at the same table, and they would partake on the rituals together. But behind the scenes, tension was growing, slowly but surely. And it would have to explode some day.</div>