#witch's mark

Throughout history, certain bodily features, marks, and signs have been associated with witchcraft. Some were used as evidence in witch trials, while others are esoteric indicators of magickal potential. This guide explores birthmarks, scars, deformities, palmistry signs, and other physical features believed to mark someone as a witch.

The Devil’s Mark (Historical Accusations)

During European and Colonial American witch trials, interrogators searched for "witch marks"—signs that a person had made a pact with the Devil. These included:

• Birthmarks, moles, or skin discolorations – Believed to be "kissed" or marked by spirits.

• Unusual scars – Especially if they did not bleed or were insensitive to pain.

• Extra nipples or "witch's teat" – Supposedly used to nurse familiars or demons.

• Cold or unbleeding spots – Accused witches were pricked with needles; if they didn’t bleed, it was considered proof of guilt.

• Webbed fingers or extra digits – Rare genetic traits mistaken for supernatural origins.

Many of these were simply natural bodily variations but were feared in times of witch hunts and superstition.

Birthmarks & Deformities (Signs of Magical Power)

In folklore, specific birthmarks were considered signs of innate witchery or past-life connections to magick:

• Crescent Moon Birthmark – A birthmark in the shape of a moon was thought to indicate a connection to lunar magick and intuition.

• Pentagram or Star-shaped Marks – Rare but sometimes reported, believed to signify natural protection and spiritual insight.

• Heart-shaped Birthmarks – Associated with love magick and emotional sensitivity.

• Red or Wine-Colored Marks (Port-Wine Stains) – In some cultures, these were seen as marks of a fire-witch or one chosen by spirits.

• Marks on the Hands or Feet – A birthmark on the palm was believed to give heightened intuition.

• Eye Discoloration (Heterochromia or Unusual Eyes) – Seen as a sign of second sight or fae lineage.

Palmistry Indicators of a Witch

Palmistry holds many signs that indicate a natural witch, healer, or mystic. The most significant ones include:

• The Mystic Cross or Secret Cross(X Between Heart & Head Lines) – A powerful mark of psychic ability and magickal talent.

• Psychic Crosses - Potent psychic ability, blessed by the planets at birth.

• The Healer’s Mark (Multiple Vertical Lines on the Mercury Mount) – Found on those gifted in energy work, spellcraft, and healing.

• The Conjure Mark - A star mark under the ring finger that indicates special talents in magick and spiritual favor.

• The Mystic M - 'M' shaped lines that indicate heightened intuition and mystical abilities.

• The Ring of Solomon (A Semi-circle Under the Index Finger) – Indicates a deep understanding of occult wisdom and esoteric arts.

• The Deep Cross - An inverted cross that symbolizes cleverness, trickiness, luck, and a connection to the crossroads.

• The Psychic Triangle - Indicator of strong psychic abilities.

• The Fate Line Merging with the Life Line – Shows a destiny closely tied to magick and spirituality.

• Astral Travel Lines - Indicator of ability to transcend time and space.

• The Debtor's Mark - Indicates a generational curse, appears as an 'X' on the thumb.

• A Star on the Mount of Moon (Near the Base of the Palm) – Indicates prophetic dreams, intuition, and a connection to spirits.

• Curved or Clawed Index Finger – Called the "witch’s finger", symbolizing strong will and magickal power.

• Unusual Fingernail Shapes – Some traditions claim long, almond-shaped, or black-ridged nails indicate magickal energy.

Facial & Eye Features of a Witch

Certain facial traits were thought to reveal innate magickal abilities:

• Different Colored Eyes (Heterochromia) – Considered a sign of foresight or fae ancestry.

• Deep-Set or Piercing Eyes – Often linked to hypnotic power and psychic perception.

• Naturally Arched or "Fox-Like" Eyebrows – Some folklore says this reveals a cunning or spellcasting nature.

• A Widow’s Peak Hairline – In some cultures, a widow’s peak was seen as a sign of powerful intuition.

Other Supernatural Bodily Features

• Toes of Equal Length (Greek Foot) – Thought to be a mark of spiritual leaders, witches, or powerful souls.

• Long or Slender Fingers – Associated with energy manipulation and spellcasting.

• Naturally Cold Hands – In some traditions, this was seen as a sign of spirit sensitivity.

• Naturally White or Silver Hair (Young Age) – Seen as a sign of wisdom beyond one's years and magical lineage.

• Unusual Hair Growth Patterns – Some cultures believed a single streak of white hair indicated past-life magic use.

• Unusually Pale or Unnaturally Dark Skin (Relative to Ancestry) – In folklore, extreme contrast in skin tone was thought to mark those "touched" by magic.

Scars & Witch Marks from Rituals

Some witches intentionally mark themselves with scars, tattoos, or ritual wounds as signs of initiation, devotion, or power. These include:

• Self-Carved Sigils or Runes – Done in blood magic or personal empowerment rituals.

• Burn Marks (Fire Walkers or Flame-Proof Witches) – Some traditions claim that a witch initiated into fire magic might have a burn-resistant patch of skin.

• Scars from Spiritual Battles or Shamanic Trials – Found in spirit workers and energy healers, especially in Indigenous traditions.

While historical witch marks were often used to persecute and harm innocent people, many esoteric traditions still recognize certain physical signs as indicators of magical gifts. Whether birthmarks, palmistry signs, or deliberate markings, these features connect people to the ancient mystical heritage of witchcraft.

Do you have any of these witch marks? Many believe that discovering such features can be a sign of magical potential, past-life witchcraft, or a deep connection to the unseen world.

Two prophecies. Three Lives. One Destiny. In a land where magic and prophecies are still alive and strong, a pair of twins receives their own prophecy by the temple.

The Moon will break. The Sun will shake. When all seems lost, two like one will find their strength. As the life of the Thorn Witch will fade away, the Celestial Hunters' hands will seal the Witch's fate.

At the same time you also receive your own prophecy.

True love arrives in the shape of a pair. Entangled in thorns the curse's price you pay. The lovers' blade pierces right through your heart. When thorns start to bloom, your life reached its end and free you are to begin from anew again.

So Moon and Sun are being send out on their mission to fulfill their destiny and kill the Thorn Witch in the name of the temple. It wouldn't be their first time hunting down a wicked witch, who caused misery and sorrow to the people that ask them for help in times of despair. So the two man travel through villages and cities. Listening for hints of the witch from their prophecy. It's a much harder job to track you down than usual. But eventually they find their way to a small village where people are acting strange when they ask them for any hints and clues. It feels like the villagers are denying their questions a bit too much. Friendly faces, turning more cold and almost hostile. No one seems to want to talk with them any longer. "No witches here." "Never had been any around for decades or more." "Try your luck somewhere else." Something feels off. Very much so. And if it hadn't been for Moon to sneak around in the shadows behind the tavern, he might had not catched onto the passing conversation of some villagers berating him and his brother for wanting to hunt down their witch.

It feels unreal. Why would they not want that witch to be hunted down? Were they under some sort of spell? The village had seemed rather peaceful. No signs of dark magic or suffering, unlike many other places he and Sun had come across that had found themself facing a witch. Whatever is going on here it only raises his suspicion. So when he had heard all that seemed to be of use, Moon returned to his brother once again. According to the villagers the witch lived somewhere in the woods close to the village. The villagers knew some kind of path that led to their hut. It shouldn't be too hard to find that place. And indeed it wasn't. There was a trampled down path between the ferns leading into the woods that looked as if it was used regularly by people. But those woods where something else. The air felt oddly heavy and moist. They brothers could feel the eeriness of this place when they entered the forest. It felt old. Old enough to be alive in ways that other places weren't. A place of old times and magic and beings that only one could see if they wished to be seen.

They had followed the path for quite a while, when they spotted a human figure close by. They had memorized the faces of the villagers. But there over by the little stream stood someone they did not remembered seeing back in the village. Of course they could be wrong. Maybe it was just someone who escaped their vision during their stay in the village. But when it came to witches it was best to keep the questions for later if asking them anything at all.

So they did not waste time. Sun drew his sword, Moon his knives. They did not waste time with words or warnings. Rushing forward as soon as they saw you. You were startled at the sight. Two strangers out in the woods. It could have been a pair of travelers. But you knew that was unlikely, when the easier road was not far away, leading through the village. Then there was the sheen of drawn metal blades. Two pair of eyes like predators that had locked onto their prey. It was the moment your body understood that you were being hunted, even if your head was still trying to catch up. You spun around. Your feet that knew this place inside and out, rushed forward, jumping over the little stream. You ran into the thicket of the woods. Low hanging branches and roots that could have made you stumble pulled away when you came close to them, just to swing and crawl back into place when you left them behind you.

You didn't do it on your own. This forest had a mind of it's own at times. And you were part of it. Just like your family always had been a part of it as well. Were it made room for you, it tried to block out the hunters behind you to slow them down. Your heart was beating so fast. You had not enough time to think. You just hoped they might lose track of you if you made it far enough ahead. Dusk was already settling. The forest grew darker with every minute of this chase. Wind rustled, the forest sounded upset for being disturbed and for it's branches and roots to be cut by those strangers. You didn't do it on your own. This forest had a mind of it's own at times. And you were part of it. Just like your family always had been a part of it as well. Were it made room for you, it tried to block out the hunters behind you to slow them down. Your heart was beating so fast. You had not enough time to think. You just hoped they might lose track of you if you made it far enough ahead. Dusk was already settling. The forest grew darker with every minute of this chase. Wind rustled, the forest sounded upset for being disturbed and for it's branches and roots to be cut by those strangers.

You did not dare to take the way to your home. Not as long as you still could hear the two man chasing after you. But your lungs were already starting to feel like they burned. Just a little more, you pushed yourself through. This damned forst. This witch must have been using some kind of magic to force it to work against them and block their way at every chance. But they were determined not to let you get away. And you were getting slower. And they were getting closer. They had to catch you before darkness would make it too easy for you to hide away in this cursed place. Maybe it was the dim light. Maybe the confidence when they could see the distance between you becoming smaller and smaller. Just a single arm-length away. But when they lunged forward at you, eyes only fixated on their target, they had not looked what was right before their feet. You jumped. They didn't. Stumbling right into the water of the pond while you hopped over the rocks that stuck out of the water. The water that seemed like it should be shallow, swallowed them up. How could it have been that deep? They should have been able to stand in it just fine. But instead it felt like the muddy ground of the pond had disappeared and something was dragging them down by their feet. Sun could see his brother struggle. Eyes wide. Panic mirrowing his own, as he too struggled in an attempt to free himself. He had to hold his breath, when their heads were pulled under the water's surface. Giggling voices echoed through his head. Small lights appeared around them in the water, like fireflies. Sun couldn't understand these voices, but they sounded awfully amused by his and his brothers' misery. A fairy den, he realized. Not that it mattered much anymore. Sun remembered his vision growing blurry. How water came pouring into his nose and mouth. And then... a long time of nothingness or perhaps it had been darkness. He wasn't quite sure of it. Oddly enough he didn't felt cold any longer. No pain in his lungs or the taste of the cold water on his tongue. There was no pain at all. Honestly, he wasn't sure if that was a good sign. Maybe not. His body did feel as heavy as his mind felt sluggish . "Are... are you alright?" He wasn't sure who's voice that was. Just that it wasn't Moon's. "Can you hear me?" He tried opening his mouth. He couldn't tell if he had opened it or not. But another thought struck his mind. More urgent than that unknown voice. Was Moon alright? "Moon... " I'm here. Good. That was good. Maybe he should have noticed that something wasn't right. That his brother's voice had sounded like it was right inside his head. But in this moment Sun only felt relieved about getting an answer. Slowly he opened his eye. Trying to see something. His vision was off. Like seeing just one half of what he should have. Had he hurt his left eye? He tried moving his arms, but only the right one moved. It had to do to turn himself to the side as he searched for his brother. "Moon? Where are you?" I'm right here. But where are you, Sun? I can hear you. You sound close. So why can't I see you? Sun groaned. He tried sitting himself up. His head turned around, searching left and right. But he just saw the pond before him. Resting this time still. No more little lights. Just a dim gleam under the starlight as he sat in the dark grass before it. He still felt disoriented. "That doesn't make any sense... can you move? My vision is a bit off. Maybe I see you if you do," Sun said, squinting his eye a little in the hope to find his brother. I can try. But my body feels odd...

Something moved. But it was much nearer than Sun would have anticipated. A hand came into his narrowed vision, waving. He moved his head further to the left just to stare in disbelief to find his own left hand moving. It looked all wrong now that he gazed closer at it. A metal sheen had replaced the skin, as if he was wearing a piece of armor that surrounded his arm and hand. And yet he could not see any clasps on it to undo it. Never minding the fact that it moved on its own. A half surpressed screamed left his mouth. His brother's breath rattled in his head as if he wasn't the only one shocked by what he saw. What was going on here? What had happened to him? What had happened to his brother? He heard a rusttle behind his back. With his eye wide open, still in utter disbelief, he looked behind him. Over to the line of trees, where someone stood nearby. Not Moon. Scared looking eyes and a face pale from fright, their body half hidden behind a tree, the one they had chased all the way here stood there, looking at Sun as if they had seen the devil himself.

Witch's Mark

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“She’d be an immortal vision of everlasting life were it not for the fear on her face.”

I actually haven’t studied anything about witch’s marks outside of the role they played in the witch trials.