Thick vegetation hid the cave opening from view. Shape-Changer moved the vines, and Donna squeezed through the narrow entrance into a large, airy chamber. A shaft of light filtered through a crack in the rock ceiling, illuminating the cave with silvery radiance. The light bounced from the clean, dry ground and the large rocks that served as desks, shelves, and chairs. Crystals of various sizes and colors, bundles of sticks and twigs, and little leather bags that smelled so good they had to contain herbs were neatly arranged on the rocks. Donna stared with awe at an egg-shaped, transparent rock crystal. So this is how it all started, she thought. Natural crystals that were probably found in streams and lakes. She suddenly realized that this was as close to living Wicca’s ancient history of Wicca as she could ever get....

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