Hey, I'm Zira Love and I read tarot.

Hey, I'm Zira Love and I read tarot.

Upon misted moonlight's call, shadows weave through night's silence, whispering secrets known only to ancient souls. Beneath star-draped skies, my cauldron stirs with elixirs rare, each herb chosen with a knowing hand and a mindful chant. In every spell woven and charm cast, the spirit of the forest breathes, guiding each incantation like a breeze through the trees.

Through the veil where twilight lingers, I gather the night's breath in vials of glass, holding the wisdom of stars. Every petal and thorn, plucked with purpose, whispers tales of realms unseen, guiding my hand in the dance of enchantment. The earth hums beneath bare feet, grounding each spell, each wish, as destiny weaves her threads in moonlit silence.

How it all started...

How it all started...

Upon misted moonlight's call, shadows weave through night's silence, whispering secrets known only to ancient souls. Beneath star-draped skies, my cauldron stirs with elixirs rare, each herb chosen with a knowing hand and a mindful chant.