Entry 5

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Dear Diary,

Lillith is not the only witch I know; my girl has a very close friend who is also part of the practice; her name is Monet. Monet is a powerful witch with a passion for the dead and decaying; her familiar is a large raven named Munin; other than Lillith, Munin is my best friend.

Today, Monet and Lillith decided to go on a foraging trip into the nearby forest to gather ingredients for potions and spells. Munin and I were thrilled to join them. We flew ahead, scouting for any useful herbs or plants, competing to be the most helpful for their companion. My witch and his witch followed us, using their knowledge of the magical world to identify and collect different ingredients, occasionally stopping to watch us bicker or play.

Watching them work together and share their experience and knowledge is fascinating. They seemed to have an unspoken understanding of the forest and its secrets, and sometimes, you could swear the forest had a connection and understanding of them. My crow friend and I played together, darting through the trees and chasing each other in the air.

I noticed that our witches seemed to be doing some sort of spell together when they joined hands; you could feel this intense, warm energy emanating from both. As they held hands, they smiled so happily that they almost glowed. I still don't quite understand the magic, but when I asked Lillith about it, she only blushed and said she would explain another time.  

Afterward, we returned to our home, where my crow friend and I continued to play. We chased each other around the garden, with my witch and his witch watching and laughing at our antics. As the night fell, we relaxed together, feeling content and happy. They left a few minutes ago, but I'm already planning our next outing.

-Felicette

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