Long ago. A young women lived alone in a small cottage in a dark forset, with woodlen animals and plates surrounding her home. The young women was an expert on plants and knew all about them. All except one. The deadly bluebells. Blue flowers tall enough to kill a deer just by there deadly scent. The young women never knew about these flowers till one day, while walking in the forest alone, the smell of the deadly flowers filled the air. She never knew it till shortly after, a witch appeared the smell growing stronger each step the witch took. The witch claimed that she was looking for potion bottles to fill with the deadly pollen, the young women grew dizzy and pulled out a empty bottle handing it to the witch. Only to find herself on the ground uncousnious from the smell. The young women never thought that from those flowers would kill her.
Deep in the forest roaming in the mist. The once young women now the witch of deadly flowers, kills the innocent, hoping for someone. To take her sorrow place of death it self.
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