Crescent Heart by N.J. Capaldi
Ash Brookston is a descendant of a long line of witches. He’s biologically twenty-two, but he’s been alive for a hundred and sixty-nine years and his extraordinary gift doesn’t always seem so wonderful as he loses those he cares about to time.
Listening to the tale, I could almost picture in my mind, the tension and fear mounting in the people…the anxious onlookers staring with pity at the innocent, suffering faces descending the slope on Gallows Hill, inevitably to be hung. It was a riveting sign of the hysteria that surrounded the village of Salem in 1692.
Thus began the Salem witch trials, which falsely accused people of witchcraft even though most were not witches. One of the four women, whom were originally accused of this crime, was a slave woman named Tituba. After a long, merciless trial, Tituba was found guilty of using witchcraft and was hung with the other three women. Before her impending doom, she bore a son with her master, which he along with his wife raised as their own son, giving him the name Gabriel.
My family members are descendants of Gabriel, who was gifted in the art of witchcraft.