Long ago when I started on the path of witchcraft, I made myself a very simple wand, from an oak branch. But this was quite a few years ago, and I have grown, become more experienced and expanded my beliefs since then, so when I moved away from my parents, I left it there, as I felt it belonged there. For a while I used a simple piece of bamboo, but recently I longed for something that was more personal. Looking around my room, my search quickly ended before it even begun properly. There was my new wand already waiting for me, and it had perfect! written all over it.