With a wave of her staff, the wind begins to sway, And trees lean in, to hear her incantations say. The creatures of the forest, gather 'round her feet, Entranced by her wisdom, and the secrets she'll repeat.
In twilight's hush, where shadows dance and play, A figure stirs, with secrets of the day. Hagazussa, a name that's whispered low, A weaver of spells, with magic to bestow. Hagazussa
This piece is a reflection of the mystical and enigmatic figure of Hagazussa, a witch or sorceress from ancient cultures. I hope you enjoyed it! With a wave of her staff, the wind
