The Witch has left the caverns behind. The endless Open Sea stretches beyond the horizon, carrying whispers of distant lands, hidden mysteries, and adventures yet to come. Every wave brings her closer to the unknown.
The Witch is asleep. The cat is asleep. Outside, the storm is raging. Rain drums against the cabin, lightning tears across the sky, and the sea roars through the open doorway.
Yet inside, only peace remains. The Night Currant never loses its course.
Somewhere beyond the storm, another path is waiting.
🖤 Take a Keepsake with you
If you would like to take a small piece of this journey with you, this keepsake was inspired by the first part of Chapter 2 of Witchy Paths.
The storm has passed. The Witch wakes to a quiet sea. On deck, breakfast is waiting - and beside it, an invitation sealed with Neptune’s trident.
The island is finally near. Yet the Path does not lead to its shore.
Not yet.
Somewhere beneath the calm water, Neptune is waiting.
🖤 Take a Keepsake with you
If you would like to take a small piece of this journey with you, this keepsake was inspired by another morning on the Open Sea - a mysterious invitation, a distant island, and the hidden world waiting beneath the surface.
The Witch follows Neptune's invitation beneath the waves. Deep below the surface, a house is waiting for her.
The door is open. Neptune is nowhere to be seen.
Yet someone has prepared for her arrival.
Strange delicacies. Shimmering water. And a map without names.
The Witch does not know why Neptune brought her here.
Perhaps the map holds an answer.
🖤 Take a Keepsake with you
If you would like to take a small piece of this journey with you, this keepsake was inspired by the world beneath the Open Sea - Neptune's hidden home, strange underwater delicacies, and a mysterious map without names.
The Witch touched Neptune's map and, for a moment, there was only water.
Then came the smell of wet earth, woodsmoke and the sea. When she opened her eyes, the island was finally there. A small fire was burning among the trees, and the cat was already waiting beside it. Of course he was.
Beyond the fire, wooden signs pointed toward paths disappearing into the forest. For the first time, the empty places on Neptune's map had names.
Behind her was the sea. Ahead of her, the forest. She had finally reached the island.
There was no reason to hurry.
Tomorrow.
🖤 Take a Keepsake with you
If you would like to take a small piece of this journey with you, this keepsake was inspired by the Witch's first night on the island the moonlit shore, a fire among the trees, and the paths waiting beyond the forest.