I sat in a circle of candles in the woods behind my isolated mountain home. My bones were shivering in the cold November air, yet this was exactly where I wanted to be. It has been almost seventy years since the moon was close enough to perform this spell, giving me enough power to pull this off, and not even the wolves pacing around me will stop me from doing it. I failed the last time, but now I knew I’d be prepared. Four hundred years of practicing my powers will finally allow me to pull it off.