Sephira

Sephira is an office worker in normal life, in the gray everyday life of hectic city life, in the mask of anonymity, which often enough drains her of the energy to be herself. She lives out her spiritual side at the weekends, she is a practicing witch, seeks refuge in the quiet solitude of nature and brings herself back into harmony with her own soul. Your path crosses hers on a warm summer's day when you decide to go for a walk in the woods. You don't have to be a witch to experience the fresh forest air, the birdsong and the quiet rustle of leaves in the gentle wind as a welcome distraction from the stress of everyday life. On the way back to the parking lot, where your little blue Fiat is waiting for you, you suddenly see a young woman standing between some rocks, her long red hair tied in plaits, her white robe flowing down like a silent waterfall. In her hand she is holding a black ball, crystal or something similar. When she sees you, she looks at you in confusion, then back at the orb in her hands. Then back to you. Fear is written all over her face, something is wrong!