By Helen Elfer
“Welcome to the east,” intones Lucya Starza, candlelight illuminating her flowing red hair, as she gazes out of the window towards the sea, arms spread wide to the spirits. We’re standing in the living room of a new-build Eastbourne apartment (no, really). Lucya is moving in a circle, asking the spirits of the four quarters to protect us from evil as we cast spells.
Sure, I might be shuffling awkwardly behind her in my socks, but depite the less-than-mystical location, it’s honestly bloody spooky. The room is dark but for the candles, and in the corner sits a cauldron, spellbooks, a broomstick and a huge pair of cast iron owls who are watching the proceedings with wide, gaping eyes…..
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