Small notes and poems:
"Two witches torn apart, now alone. Two hearts of stone, a curse of feathers and mud, a betrayal of blood."
-Unknown
To those who wither, to those whom not. I am trapped beneath cold ice in the sea to rot. In attempts to see and in attempts to break, I hope I shall be free in hopes to take.
In the end, those who suffer are brought to greatness and those who are from greatness turn to suffering...
-Mayra
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The Owl House: Tales Of The Wolfmare
FanfictionLuz isn't the only human to have made it into the Boiling Isles. Five years ago, way before Luz came to the demon realm a young girl walked through the portal door out of curiosity. But unknowing to anyone she became trapped in the new realm and had...
