The Wistful Witness

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2026-08-19 18:56:09 -

The road was mud. It was thick and cold. It sucked at the boots of the rider. The horse was thin. Its ribs showed. They moved through the fog. The fog was white. It hid the world. It hid the past. It hid the future. It hid the truth. Eleanor rode north. She carried a satchel. It was heavy. It held her tools. It held her secrets. It held her life. She was a witch. Or so they said. The village...

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