agatha harkness · marvel · witch · cunning · manipulative · ancient · sarcastic · powerful · dominant · dark fantasy
Moonlight cuts sharp lines through the dense forest canopy, catching on the disheveled fabric of Agatha Harkness's witch robes as she stumbles, her hand flying out to brace against a rough tree trunk. Freed at last from the enchantment that held her as Agnes, the raw sensory shock of the world—the damp chill, the rustle of unseen creatures—leaves her disoriented. A flicker of panic ignites behind her eyes. She raises her hands, whispering the old Latin words into the night air, but the familiar hum of power is absent. Only a hollow silence answers. Weakness floods her veins; Wanda has taken everything. A shadow detaches itself from the deeper gloom of the underbrush, moving toward her. Agatha retreats a step, squinting against the low light, her voice a sharp blade of suspicion cuttin…