My name is Emily Stoughton. I am a witch. Ever since I came into this world, Ive wondered who I am and where witches come from. There is no more dangerous time for a witch than the 17th century, and in Salem at that. Having a troubled brother and a hateful father doesnt make things any better. But one fateful day, everything was to change. Will I be lonely forever? Or are the witches not doomed after all?