We can't stand anymore the situation we are in. We have to hide, to have masks everywhere to avoid the burning. Of course there are people who likes them, but it's not like everyone knows the spell to make the flames lukewarm and not burning us. And seeing people burning for real, it's something I don't wish to anyone. The screams, the smoke, the smell… And how everyone looks at the people burning. The no magical people when confronted to something they can't understand, become fearful, vicious… they cage us, and parade us to the burning site, meanwhile the people we thought to be friends, and even family, starts insulting us, accusing us of things we haven't done, throwing rotten food to us. After that, we are tied up to wood posts, at the top of a bonfire yet to be light up on fire to kill us.
And even if we aren't there, in the top of those bonfires, we see people who are no magical, which maybe the only sin they had were being woman with a superior intellect, wishing to do things right and in a jealously fit, they condemn them to die. In this time, the no magical people are nothing else than monsters in sheep clothing.
The method of killing us varies apart from the bonfire, but that is the spectacular one to people who doesn't have a river or a lake. Another form of showing how one can be a witch is by drowning the poor people. If they survived, they were witches and had to go to the bonfire to be killed. If they were drowned and killed, they were poor girls. And of course, the religious people which to determinate if I was or not a witch used a cauldron of boiling water. If your hand weren't blistering, you were pure, if it were, you were a witch and again, to the bonfire.
The male population in this era have it slight better than the female. The reason is that they only think that there are witches… wizards they forgot we exist. They can practice magic; keep hidden of course, but they have less chance of being accused of practicing witchcraft. Still, if you aren't practicing Witchcraft, you can be a heretic, so even then, you can still have to flee to save your life.
And as you can't use too much of your magic, your food always stays the same; as you can only have what you recollect or hunt in the woods, or farm yourself if you are lucky that nobody suspects you to being either an heretic or a witch. But then, if you stay yourself on one place, you have to pay the abusive taxes from both the kingdom and the church. That makes us stay in the poor prospect of living in misery most of the time, working hard until our hands bleed, only for our profits to be taken from our hands for a pathetic excuse.
Even so, there are no magical people who actually help us, even risking their own lives to let us live our own. But they are few in between them, and a risk most of the time trying to convince them that what we are doing isn't making deals with demons and so on. Only after taking that risk, and seeing the results, we can be sure that not all of them are monsters. Even so, if the risk become more prominent when a witch hunter enters the village you are staying. They know… they know the truth about us, and only want to eradicate us. Not as the Church, they don't like spectacular settings. They only enter, and cut your throat before going their way to another witch to kill.
And of course, the war goes to our lands, and the king have to recruit us to defend himself. We have to learn how to fight with a sword, wear armour, and have to fight like that in a war that is not needed for us.
We are tired, we need peace of mind, peace to practice and develop our magic, to be wizard and witches…
We need to find our Avalon.
I found myself among other wizards and witches, and are going together. We are running, from prosecution and being burned in the bonfire. I am…
[] A man, a soldier who survived one battle and had to retire from military service because I received a terrible wound
[] A woman, which ran from her village because they tried to prosecute me for knowing more than other people in my village.
[] A male child, which his mother gave away to these people because I showed signs of being a wizard.
[] A female child, gave away to be a slave, but rescued because I made accidental magic to let me scape among others.
We are going to some place one of us said, it was an empty space, with a lake nearby and enough space to let us work… We will start our own place, and wish to the gods that we find our place to let other people come and find themselves safe.