A poem, final draft, but I'm not entirely sure how I feel about it yet. Feel free to leave any advice, or other critiques!
Healing magic is one of the more crucial forms of magic, because if well studied and practiced it can mean averting death, and injury.
A short poem, written back in school on one of my rougher days, thought I'd share it.
In all religions, symbolism is used. In witchcraft, it's often a key part of religious practices.
A short story, its main genre is meant to be sci-fy, but that was the intent. Not necessarily the end result. As I always say its in the eye of the beholder.