Even witches need a night off.
On the one night when the world expects a little more magic, she chooses a little less.
The broom rests against the wall. Her hat lies forgotten on the chair. Even her faithful black cat has fallen asleep.
Outside, the Halloween moon lights up a world full of mysteries. But tonight, none of them need solving.
No spells. No potions. No expectations.
Just a warm cup of tea, the silence of the night, and the rare pleasure of being no one but herself.
Because sometimes, the greatest magic is allowing yourself to simply be.