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James was upset.

    He stared morosely at his predicament.

    He would die.

     Then heard the sound of whistling.

      It was the most beautiful thing he'd heard all night.

      And, as he moved forward towards the forest edge, he saw a young witch.

      She wore a black hat, black cloak, black boots, and her familiar, a small, black colored female animal with dark, black colored eyes, swished its tail, as it fed on a human hand.

        "Now Ceriun, don't eat too fast. Mother won't be 'appy!", the witch said, patting it with her clawed, right hand.

       And, then she saw James, the cat hissed.

      And sprang at his face, causing him to scream.

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