"Damn it!" I cursed out loud, the minute I entered the stalls...only two horses were in there.
The third horse was missing. As well as a certain child.
I was this close to ripping the strands of my hair out. 'I swear, those two will be the death of me!'
"W-What happened Sylva?" A fearful voice sounded from behind me, I turned around to find a rather plump yet tall woman. She was wearing the dress I had custom made to fit her.
This woman was the complete opposite of me, but she was someone who would never ridicule me for the way I look.
Her name was Gemma. A kind and gentle soul who ran away from her village and decided to stay with me.
The villagers would often call us or only me...The Forest Witch.
Because we share one thing in common, we will always be given pain instead of kindness for what we handed to society.
Treating our talents like a curse.
Throwing alchemy away for the sake of apocatherapy.
Saving animals abandoned by their owners.
We only wanted to help...and this was how society labelled us.
Witches.
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Clock Work (Book 1)
FanfictionIt was not a mere accident. I was supposed to head home like all of the other good children, but I saw bad men picking on a dog while leaving with my earnings. I tried to save the dog, but I ended up getting hurt in the process. When I woke up, I fo...
