Witches were drowned in England once lest we forget. Beware I am she who would steal your senses for you are strangers. The word is out, the world turns darker in my mind, it is danger. They look at me and call, what is that name it burns somehow. My hand trembles for it is the way they often treat... Sign in to see full entry.
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