[Sherlock] I'm Truly a Materialist

What do witches look like in people's minds?

A pointy hat, a big broom, and a cauldron bubbling with dark green liquid.

Slanted eyes, a hooked nose, and a face full of creases, with a revolting mole growing on her cheek.

But the truth is nothing like that.

Vivian Isis, a Wiccan witch.

She was born to be a witch. Even as a child, her active brow chakra helped her communicate with spirits.

Following the guidance of a crystal, she arrived on Baker Street.

And so began a strange story.

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Warnings

I'm terrible at keeping up with my writing, and all my stories are just for my own enjoyment.

(I've even abandoned a long novel I signed a contract for on another site...)

OOC warning. Timeline is all over the place.

The heroine won't be abused, and Sherlock will even be at a disadvantage in his encounters with her.

I'm writing this for love, so please don't expect meticulous research.

P.S. The witches in this story have nothing to do with HP.

Theme: Two people finding their way to each other