“Hailey Ross died today.” Sarah tells me, tying her apron around her waist.

Another one of my patients. I remember her. Bright girl, super sweet. I’m saddened by her death, even though I only knew her from years ago. My clients seem to be weak. Not in a bad way, but I’m an Herb Witch, and my purpose is to heal. They come to me sick, I heal them, then they die a decade later.

“I don’t understand...

15 years ago, I came to this place, the quiet village of Darfald. I was a young mage, full of hopes and dreams. I had traveled for so long and was relieved to find a place to settle down and practice my craft. In the early years, that practice was slow: the village was a tight-knit community who remained wary of me and preferred their local doctor than the healing of a magic-user. Understandable, ...

New invention to mend my transgress

Giving to harmonize

Longing life to optimize

Freeing others of their distress

Dedicated for kindness

Wish for a trend to normalize

No intention or want to monopolize

Desire only for righteousness

I am at fault to the dimming of the brightness

Unforeseen spoken lies

Straining to see my demise

Leading to a arise to divide us

Involuntarily blindness

Compel...

I had just got back from healing the sick at the local village hospital. Now I only had one thing on my mind— food. Using my magic to heal to sick and wounded takes up most of my energy, and a nice meal usually helps me gain some of that used energy back.

The sun was beginning to set as I headed down a narrow dirt path that lead into a small town. The small town was called Allura, and Allura wa...

I had never meant to hurt anyone. I had just been helping a city dying from the Black plague. Little did I know I was spreading the disease faster than wildfire. instead of saving people, I was killing them.

I long line arrived my hut in the forest every morning, all of them waiting to be healed. I had found out days ago from another of my kind. I had tried to ignore the shouting and the rapping ...

My family has been healing for generations. Whether it was a common cold or something worse, we were there for everyone in the village. In return, they offered us small tokens of appreciation, or a particularly delicious portion of their harvest, or even protection.

But all of that will change now. I thought I was a green witch, a healer, a helper. What I’ve seen in the gorge today has made it im...

I walk through the hallways. Breathing heavily. ‘_Is my magic good enough?’ _I said to myself. I heard coughs, sneezes, and groans. I checked my paper. My first room was 106. Opening the door, I saw a woman. She looked pale. A nurse was in there with her. ‘Dr. Glassron?’ she asked me. ‘Yes, that’s me.’ I answered. I took my blue mist covered her body. She levitated, floated back down on the bad, s...

Countries call my name, in great honor with great dignity to heal their illnesses and diseases.

Yet, I am object of lies, filthy and corrupted with false-hope in my powers.

It is I who heals the sick and the poor but my powers are lies, slowly killing my “patients” and yet giving them hope.

I shall never “heal” others with a smile blooming over my face, weathering in my thoughts, can I truly s...

People seek you out for your special formula or product, believing in the magic of what you offer. The demand is high and people feel healed, but ultimately they end up dying. You may have made money and brought temporary relief, but your actions are illegal and harmful in the long run. As a neighborhood pharmacist, you must have the proper education, license, and credentials to truly provide trus...

I kindly waved a red headed man farewell as he walked away from my home clinic. Another client with a new pep in his step and a few flowers embedded in his hair. I closed my door and sat at my study table. Looking at all of these illnesses and diseases is somewhat overwhelming in a large perspective. But when broken down to the basics, it is quite simple! It’s been almost 14 years since I’d begun ...