Witch’s Reverie

Tiny spirits spin around the witch’s worn hat, a playful dream where magic and memories hold hands. She smiles, knowing that magic never dies; it merely changes its form.

In silence, between light and shadow, she watches the past come alive again, in a moment between sleep and waking. In her eyes, the world is suspended between reality and dream; time stands still, and only dance and memory remain, eternal and soundless.

Digital hand drawing by Eluna

Lyrics, Music, Motion & Video by PE8