Devon looked around her as the rest of the naked coven gradually disappeared into the wind and the mist from the roaring sea. Another witch, this one with no mask, now knelt between Devon’s legs. The two naked women who had been applying the ointment stepped back into the circle of the coven and for several moments they allowed Devon’s cries of passion and need to sing a counter-part to their own strange song. It sounds outrageous and unbelievable even to me, but it is as good an explanation as any that you are going to hear from any expert meteorologist over the next several days as to why the storm of the century just…” he made a flicking motion with his hands “… Then the third witch knelt between her legs.
