Amy Widdifield

“I figure the first thing you ought to know is that there's no such thing as witches. But there used to be.
It used to be the air was so thick with magic you could taste it on your tongue like ash, and witches lurked in every tangled wood, waited at every midnight crossroad with sharp-toothed smiles. They conversed with dragons on lonely mountaintops, and rode rowan-wood brooms across full moons; they charmed the stars to dance beside them on the summer solstice and feuded with thunderstorms; they rode to battle with fire in their palms and familiars at their heels. It used to be witches were wild as crows and fearless as foxes because magic blazed bright and the night was theirs.”
― Alix E. Harrow, The Once and Future Witches